I wanted to read a poem on the theme of love dedicated to Dr. King

I wanted to read a poem on the theme of love dedicated to Dr. King


I wanted to read a poem on the theme of love dedicated to Dr. King
but I listened to the news all night talking about a new event in Haiti

We thought Haiti was in bad shape
poverty ignorance disease
after defeating the Spanish English French
including Napoleon
don't ever do that
beat the white man
you will suffer forever
in the deepest corner of hell
like Haiti
a freedom never realized
a suffering never seen
we thought Haiti was in bad shape
hurricanes earthquakes cholera
no government
no trees
no water
no housing
no president
we thought Haiti was in bad shape
no reconstruction a year after quake
we thought Haiti was in bad shape
rigged elections
but then came the worse of all possible things
worse than poverty ignorance disease
hurricanes quakes
cholera
worse than no trees water food
we thought Haiti was in bad shape
then the plane landed
evil will prevail he had said
a police escort
evil will prevail he had taught
a hero's welcome

wasn't Aristide, priest of the poor
democratically elected, removed on orders of you know who
by you know who
flow away by you know who
I wasn't Aristide
we thought Haiti was in bad shape
then the prince of evil landed
worse than his Papa
We thought Haiti was in bad shape
then Baby Doc came home.

--Marvin X
1/17/11