Haiti, O Patria Mia Poem by Hebert Logerie

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.