A Journey of Hope

I saw a people in tear,
I saw so many faces in fear,
I saw my children eyes,
In those infants cries,
I read the distress in what was left
Of the beautiful edifices that now look like skeletons ,
I can hear the brokenness
In the mom’s heart,
As the ray of sunshine
Tells her that she was alive
And she looks behind
In search for her child’s smile
But only a lifeless debris stared at her ,
I saw the beautiful Champs de Mars turned into a refugee camp…
And I remember my several promenades under a promising sky,
While the merchants said, men machann papita, men bon fresco,
And the kids on their bikes go around the park and intrigued by the statue of the Unknow slave,
What we call….Neg marron…
I remember the group of students would gather on the Champs de Mars boulevard
To study for their high school diploma, what we call “Baccalaureat” ….
On January 12, tragedy struck the land,
And the parents are heartbroken and homeless,
The children are orphans and hopeless,
I saw a people in tears,
But I saw miracles in the midst of the storm,
As their universe crumbled I can hear their faith rise from the rubble
To give thanks unto God and run in his arms…
I saw a young man who manages to offer his service by selling batteries
To recharge cell phones,
And I say to myself, Haiti will not die, God is recharging the batteries of our hearts
And the people will stand with one voice and sing praises unto Him…
I can hear that Haitian phrase…
“Tout otan tet nou pa koupe, nou espere met chapo”
Equivalent to….. where there is life, there is hope…. The Journey….

Mom

"We wear a lot of hats as women, and being a Mom, fits just right even without prior fitting, because the design is from above."

Diary of a "Bad woman"

DEAR DIARY...

I still quiver when I remember that day
which could have been the worse day of my life,
I should have been dead and in my grave,
I believed that man and all of his promises
Though I knew he was already taken,
But I trusted his advances as a token of love,
I admit, I fell for the wrong guy…
But I thought that he would stand by me,
I thought it would be just us against all odds,
Then came that day when there were persistent knocks on the door,
And I thought that maybe he forgot something,
We had such a good time the night before,
But when I answered the door,
There stood an angry crowd,
And I felt so ashamed and I could not hide my nudity,
Then I was dragged without mercy,
Through the little city as the crowd grew bigger on the scene,
And I could not look at anybody in the eyes,
I knew the despise that I inspired and I was traumatized…
So like a trapped animal,
With the sound of fear pounding in my chest,
I waited… I already knew my fate…
There was no time to be remorseful,
They called me all kind of names,
I knew they will not be merciful,
But I brought that upon myself,
So I closed my eyes and anticipated,
The impact of that first stone against my body,
I could already picture my beauty fade away
I could already hear my bones crack within me like a shattered glass
Under the impact of the stones,
And not much would be left of my pretty face,
Everything would be gone just like my self image,
I wish I had thought it through,
Did it worth it,
A moment of pleasure but love with measure and
Here I was all alone and nobody inquired about his whereabouts…
“this is it… I thought….I blew it...I already knew the verdict,
so I awaited the sentencing with tears running down my face…
But something happened… when I was at my worst,…
When I was at the lowest point of my life… Love lifted me,
the veil of shame fell on the ground...
When I was the least deserving and my actions were tasteless and ungracious… Mercy said NO…
And I was given a second chance to start anew,
I was given a second chance to be all that I was created to be…
And months later, this man who left me to die by myself,
under the hands of an angry crowd,
Called me and said that he was sorry,
That he did not know about the whole ordeal that I went through until later on,
And that he still loved me and he had the guts to suggest
that we continue our relationship where we left off…
But I told him that I found true love,
I told him no hard feelings, but no thanks!
I told him That I was blind but now I see,
That I was lost but now I am found...



(Inspired by the story of the woman caught in adultery ~ I pray that it blesses someone)

The real Me....

Don’t look at the color of my skin,
To estimate how far I can go,
Don’t let the history of my ancestors,
Give you the wrong idea,
I am equipped with purpose,
I am not bound to a culture,
I am a citizen of the world,
And it's in me to make history…


See beyond my culture, see beyond my skin color,
Because my mind is not bound by any stigmata, any stereotype….
And every opportunity is a trademark for Destiny.
I may have not choose my origins and my ethnic backgrounds...
But I choose the kind of person I want to be,
Purpose driven and the sky is the limit…

Sweet Mom

You leaped for joy
when you found out that you were expecting,
They say that you carried me for 40 weeks,
I was nourished through the umbilical cord,
I don't understand it, but I accept it,
You watched me grow from embryo,foetus to a baby,
got excited every time you looked at me on the monitor
and see my tiny little bones slowly shaping,
I made you sick at times
I could hear your nocturne tears
and feel your pain when you couldn't hold anything down...
I took some of your beauty away at times,
your silhouette lost of its curves as i got bigger....
You still were not ashamed of me
you still would smile as you looked in the mirror
and rubbed your belly with pride.
Then you started glowing as the dates got closer
and you would be day dreaming as you stared at the layettes and the rattles
and from within your heart you would start humming baby songs.....
Then came the big day
when I got evicted from my cozy space,
to a cold and noisy place
I came out screaming
and there, so many unfamiliar faces around me,
that for the first time I was afraid,
who gonna nourish me now,
who gonna protect me now,
where is my warm blanket of love,
But my fear vanished very soon
when you held me against your heart,
eventhough I was dripping wet,
you kissed me on the forehead and
when I looked into your eyes,
I saw so much love,promises and hope,
I knew then who you were
You were "Mom" and I knew then that I was gonna be Fine!
You could have got rid of me
but you held on to Me
as a gift from above
and I thank you for that.
Thank you for bringing me to the World
And I vow to cherish you as long as I have the breath of life,
I love you Sweet Mom.