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see fee lee

(27/08/1962 / malaysia)

Haiti Appeal


Haiti Appeal

Nature disaster no human can plan and control it.
It come it come nothing like the hurricane or tornado
We can have a day ahead hours to warns people get out of there.
now and soon.
Disaster can happen any time any where.
Each time happen the horrific you heard
Bury alive young and old, children and whole family
wipe out.
Well, you ask me is there a God
No I don’t think there a God. if there is one he must be blind.
Sincerely, sorry, how i put it.
I don; t have a better to express oneself.
Why why why
this thing never stop and hitting the poor and the poorest.
I don’t mean it should hit the rich.
This should not happen to anybody or anywhere.
If there a God! ! ! !

I’m human i live with the human world.
and i see, I heard, I feel human come together.
All around theworld,
so kind offer to help giving aid and muscles
to digs and hope we find the survivors.
Aloud there cries without a tears.
Aid and donations to Haiti.
But what will happen when the camera gone?
will we still remember, will we still help?
will the giving continues?
Haiti to rebuild their life’s?

This night, a small group (The Black Londoner)
Come together and talk.
We must do something to help this people.
Human just like you and me. Anything,
Human blood is warm and Mother nature.
nothing we can do when or where.
But we still can do a lot to help the survivors.
To rebuild their life’s.
This people it not rich.
Just have a normal pay worker.
But there all has the heart of gold.
Do care, do remember, how life’s it is.
You poor, you become invincible
In most human eye and deaf ear.

Please open eye and ear to feel your heart.
This people does needed help.
Put both your hand feel your heart beat.
You can, give a bread and give a drinks.
Every human can affords to give something.
Come together, you can, I give....

Thank you to the United Nations and i want
to see all nations come together
Peace and Love, You can, I give....

2010-01-29 By See

Submitted: Friday, January 29, 2010
Edited: Friday, January 29, 2010

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