Today I want to share a poem that was written by my younger sister Lijvan .
Her words are as follows!
Like all of us I have been drenched in information of Haitis disaster. My heart aches at what they are going through. I can not even imagine in my safe little world what these poor people are going through .I was inspired to write this after i saw a disaster stricken young boys face on the evening news.
Slowly, my body tired and beat, I continued on with small steps,
looking down at my feet, the chalky gray dust mixed with the
blood of others that I had climbed over to reach the sky.
Up and out of the darkness into the light.
Where was I?
Where would I go?
I hear too much,
too much screaming,
too much crying.
What has happened?
Feeling so lost my feet keep moving forward.
Maybe my eyes will bring me to a familiar face,
to a familiar place,
I do not know this place.
My body crumples to the ground,
No more can my feet carry me.
Tears have welled up inside my eyes,
As I blink they seem to flood my cheeks below.
Now it is my own voice I hear,
I must scream louder than all the rest,
Mother it is me Jacob,
Mother help me,
please mother help me,
someone, anyone please help me,
My voice grew weary,
I closed my eyes and in my mind said the words,
PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME!
When I read this poem I was touched by her words, saddened by all the hardships the Haitian people have had to endure. I try to keep my blog a happy place, but there are times when one must speak out and I ask that we all continue to do as much as we can, even in prayer. Sometimes life becomes too hard to bear, we want to just shut the news off and close our eyes and cover our ears. We can not become complacent to the needs of others, no matter how big or little. Today a lady told me about a soup and sandwich event every Thursday at her church, each Thursday they have a bowl of soup and a sandwich and contribute ten dollars. They are raising money to send to Haiti.she said to me that this would be the last time she went because she really does not think she was getting her moneys worth. As much as I try to be understanding, I was not this time. I said that maybe it was not her thing, but that it was for a wonderful cause. I also asked how much someone in Haiti right now would enjoy a bowl of soup and a sandwich. It just struck a nerve. AND she said, oh yes, yes, of course! Today I pray that we can all look inside of us and remember that there are more good in the world than not, that there are more people in the world that choose to help than those that don't, and that when there is love anything is Possible. Love and Blessings to you all.