A Song for Haiti

A Song for Haiti

I wish I could give more than this.
A tattered Jackson and a poem.
But if verse will soothe your shattered world,
then I will write for you an epic ode.
And if my words will nullify
your days endured, your dreaded dawns,
your endless ache of sleepless nights,
I will write for you a thousand songs.
I wish I could do more than hold
your sorrow in my humbled hand,
or watch your nightmare from afar.
As I write for you elysian prayers.
Each one will find its way to you,
lift the remnants of your crushing pain,
and free the Táino opia buried deep
in the loaming of your fractured land.

Teri McDowell Marks
Chadds Ford, PA
Partners in Health; American Red Cross