Haiti, O Patria Mia

If I were the Great Leontyne Price

I would be humming and singing with tears

All over my sad cheeks and angry face

Haiti, O Patria Mia, Haiti once the Pride

Among the magnificent Antilles, which fell to disgrace

Because so many greedy and corrupt sons have shackled, lied

To, raped, tortured and plundered this yesteryear paradise

Where so many good citizens are battered, maimed, kidnapped

Humiliated, mutilated, tortured and killed. We all cry for this oasis

We are living in excruciating and unbearable pains for Haiti

The country that we appreciate, love, admire, cherish and embrace

The news coming out of Haiti have been absolutely murky and nasty

Illegal people of all kinds are running, destroying things down there

We can barely imagine how stupid and cruel these scoundrels are

These hypocrites are unfortunately in charge. They ruined the sea

They tried to scam and ravage the sky, the stars and the rainbow

Yes, they want no one to have a reasonable and hopeful tomorrow

If I were Leontyne Price, I would be singing: Haiti, O Patria Mia

We’re trying to rely on prayers, dreams and tears. What a saga

Our country, under these ruthless criminals, is like a slaughter

House, it is worse than a ferocious jungle in a hellish cloaca

O God Almighty! O Sovereign of the Americas and Africa

We need an army of saviors to protect the country that we admire.

Copyright © April 2021, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.

Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.