The Day The Earth Shook Poem by Josehf Murchison

The Day the Earth Shook


Today a place called Haiti,
weighs heavy on my mind.
A small island Country State,
where life has been unkind.

With little shanty houses,
no food to feed the young.
War and unrest through the years,
a trap to be unstrung.

A seven-point earthquake struck,
it rattled this small place.
Shook it to the very core,
it did not miss a trace.

Children died in the rumble,
the death toll yet unknown.
Please pray for the little ones,
and mercy to be shown.

Let's bring them food and water,
so swiftly to their aid.
And call out to survivors,
so they won't be afraid.

Offer our hands in friendship,
to aid them in their plight.
Hope in the wake of sorrow,
and light to their dark night.

I think God says unto us,
we know what we must do.
When we open up our hearts,
it shows us what is true.


By
Josehf Lloyd Murchison