God Must Really Hate Haiti Poem by Ramona Thompson

Inspired by a preacher friend of mine

All that death
All that destruction
How could there by any doubt
Not that nice a place to vist to begin with
Now for sure would't wanna live there
The place and the people are cursed
Every last man, woman and child

Why he don't like 'em
Why the savior has 'em on his hit list
Who can really say
Who can guess
Certainly none of the experts would dare
To step a true opinion forward
Seems only this lady poet really has the guts to say

Sometimes things happen for a reason
The bad don't always get away with what they do
And yes sadly enough
That means sometimes even the good have to get screwed
It's all just part of this thing he made called life
Natural fact
Some of 'em might have deserved the horror that came

Hate me if you will
Threaten and leave hateful, nasty comments
I'll take whatever comes
Proudly
Knowing at least that I was't a coward
Knowing at least this much for sure
I had the balls to tell the truth

Which is more than I can say for most of you people in this screwed up world of ours

2010 Ramona Thompson