Haiti Poem

My home

It’s falling

My heart

It’s crying

A place I was not born

To

A place to which

my heart is

dedicated.

We fell in love.

My love has fallen.

I saw in the

treeless

smoke-filled

bright-colored

Eyes

the beauty

the love

the story

in the broken

the unfinished

in the land

abused

and beautiful.

A cry in the darkness

the darkness of night

the darkness of death and

tragedy.

Least equipped

most susceptible

think of the threats

all the problems

this

does not occur.

A small place

a dark place

darkened by tragedy

and blood stains

a place of hope and

devastation.

my land

my country

my love

has fallen.

This poem was written by Becca Bland on Tuesday, January 12, 2010, as first images from the aftermath of the earthquake were broadcast on television. Becca was a member of the 2009 Advocate mission team to Haiti.