when they woke hell hath no mercy

Haiti

Almost three weeks ago a terrible earthquake dismantled a Caribbean city in Haiti, Port au Prince, causing immense damage and dscomfort to their country, death to thousands and tens of thousands injured with many more unaccounted for-the city is in ruins. The poverty leve is extremely poor with no resources to account for food or water. Fear and turmoil attacked those surviving the catastrophe that appeared grim from every angle. However, countries came together sharing in hopes of recovery to those in need that survived.

In the shadows of one of the Caribbean?s worst disasters ever a man stood up creating blame that our government was not helping his family, his daughter trapped in the wake of aftermath, the collapse of her hotel and never found. He chose the media as a tool screaming and crying as others who also lost family watched and listened to her fathers plea of mercy as she laid helplessly under rubble as thousands did like her. He screamed pleading with the President, as a respectable father would to understand his urgency.

I do not know of the bond between father and daughter, however I have heard, my condolences dear sir, a tragedy no doubt. Furthermore I have not the slightest of idea how it is to lose a child, my blessings. I pray your family and relatives find peace as do those in Haiti.

In the darkness of the days that preceded, with hope other nations brought to the helpless nation with generous donations here and there I was proud of our country. The U.S. sent food, water, battleships, war torn soldiers, relief from fire departments, doctors, nurses and other services including money. However I was ashamed of the selfishness and sorrow as one man lost himself on television as other children wondered the rubble without brothers, sisters mothers and fathers and countless related to him or her. This is not America; it is the media. I am grateful that the people of Haiti were not watching your display of anger and remorse. However, the television networks are International and troubled by your loss.

As I watched the television feeling remorse I listened to the people of Haiti embrace one another in song. I heard of a child that had his foot removed it was so badly mangled it was impossible to save and the remarkable part was he had no anesthesia to block the atrocity of anguish; this is pain. I say to myself that this was only one man?s selfishness. To the people of Haiti we are a divided nation but only by space; we too have all suffered immensely and drown with you in sorrow. We from the other continents have the luck of resources and have been able to return to our lives but never forget those we have lost behind however, share your grief. I can only say be strong, move on to a better place and be blessed that you are here to remember those lost that have no future and we will keep you in our prayers.

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