37...Where is my fellow Human?

Where are the people?
Where is the nation?
Today my eyes wide awaken
where is my fellow Human?

My brothers, my sisters,
sons and daughters
of fathers and mothers
grandmothers and grandfathers.

In this mountain of sorrow
they've covered your face
with your brother's back
hiding you in this place.

The earth not in your eyes
or in your mouth to taste
the land of high mountains
from whence you came.

Now part of the rubble
part concrete part human
plowed neatly aside
as to be forgotten.

Where are the people?
Where is the nation?
Today my eyes wide awaken
where is my fellow Human?

Upon which rock shall be built
a peace from this hell,
restore the smile in those eyes,
lift this cursed veil.

Torn asunder by superstition
judgment could be understood.
Yet the dead do not speak,
only the living can turn good.

The piercing cries of sorrow
resound ever so clearly
to the heart it speaks volumes;
Is there hope in this misery?




DionWorx

01.18.10

Authors comments;
The tragic events and forces of nature unleashed in the island of Haiti. The dynamics of the human elements that have unfolded, moved me to write these humble words.

Through mine eyes seeing their perspective from afar, inspired words from an undressed soul with compassion for my fellow human being. A voice amidst the noisy silence.

Though I am not Haitian nor have I ever been there, We are of the same race.........Human.