howard simon - For Haiti I Cry

My heart like a desert
My tears like a river
Shifting sands of sadness
My whole body shivers

I am sick with suffering
I am pregnant with pain
My ruptured heart bleeds
From my eyes flow the rain

Lachrymose! Lachrymose!
Haiti I weep for thee
Your sons and daughters
Have suffered tragic misery

I bawl! Don't ask me why!
For Haiti! For Haiti I cry!

howard simon

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