Haiti

Haiti

First come slavery and its hardships,
Rage and dictators followed suit,
Strong winds and heavy rains, from time to time
To undo the little that was done.
Then a mighty quake.

You smile at adversity, you pray the right prayers
Sacrifice what’s to sacrifice,
You try rage, yes rage is also good
It cleanses you, makes you look in command for a little while
But all is lost in face of things…

I think about it over and over,
And get no further than this :

Oh when the saints go marching in
When the saints go marching in
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

And when the sun refuse to shine
And when the sun refuse to shine
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in…