Once Having Served Haitians So Well

Once having served Haitians so well...
I vowed to never forget
For there is such need... the heart does swell
And, time and distance does not let

I became a doctor and knew in my heart
That I must return in love
I opened a clinic there to start
The work of healing there of

Then through much planning
It could run on its own... a test
As it's my understanding
Self- reliance is the best

Then... the quake hit with a rage
I returned with a team of medics
There was naught to salvage... such pain
The country in need of anaesthetics

So we set up work with what we brought
Enlisting the help of those able
Suturing up the distraught
Alive... though some permanently disabled

Each with a story that's haunting
Of hearing yells for help in the crush
Too oft the work proved slow and daunting
Laboring against time... in a rush

Each life saved... a celebration
Regardless of who they were
This catastrophe's been an education
Uniting us... despite the disaster

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