7.0

Tie my hands
Dreams are dying buildings are colliding, their slate of sanity is
beginning to divide. Their faintest hope of survival is relying, on
Gods mercy on them to restrain the earthquakes crying. The ground is
shaking the strength in their heart is emancipating, they try to stay
calm but the fear can't be contained. And just as each clash
diminishes Haiti's mass, they can look to find comfort by reminiscing
on the past. Each turn that is taken a memory is breaking; screams
create their own void because death is what they're awaiting. Mothers
clenching on to their families last chance, to die a cruel death and
be regarded again. Fathers looking for shelter in any possibility, but
demise was seen through their eyes inconceivably. They succumbed to a
level that only death could agree...with, and been hit with the kiss
of death like a fee. As the tragedy dies the only one thing left to
see, bodies lying on the road with blank souls unbelievably. You
have glass where the dirt is supposed to be, the demise of this
destruction is hard to conceive. Give a dollar a day to pay for the
sorrow you didn't convey.  So for you Haiti this is a message I will
relay, leave the tragedy behind if you can smile for living another
day. For the strongest power will build you up and not decay, and
physical strength won't keep you afloat so just pray. For the longest
journeys have started with a stepping stone, and I’m right here with
you so don't feel alone. We can stop but Haiti can't afford to
postpone, their state of recovery as they wander and roam. In search
of a new house, lost sibling or dead spouse, streets up heaved with
several positions to start a new route. Peers are buried with tears
lost for years; this is a catastrophe that only God can heal. So hold
on tight because you cannot stop nor repeal, something that shook
lives and got thousands killed. Your best hope is to let time
progressively past, for you made it out hell's mouth and evaded the
cas...ket and been spared a new life to forget, the pain that rued
this day and shed tears in the midst..Of it all as your world falls
keeping your lighters lit, to let burn for the next time you’re
tragically hit.