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The clay cradle was cracked,
to swallow the deceased, many dreams were hacked, by the machete of an unseen beast. With no heart,mercy, or pity, for the souls of all in Haiti. devil's claws pulled down a city, no pardon for man, child, or lady. Seeing the souls of Port Au Prince, Jesus stands with tears in his eyes, "Stand still and see your deliverance, "For I have I heard your many cries." And through the hands of His church, He will heal them and ease their pain. "Find rest in me and never search, to find peace and everlasting joy again." "For every grave cloth that was placed, over each fallen one's precious head, Know the angels came and graced, where tears now course a riverbed." "Stand firm and witness my salvation, for My arm is not too short to save, there's nothing that I wouldn't do. Do you remember my blood that I gave?" "Know with each hand that does touch," to comfort the dying or the grieving, It is Me who still loves you very much, all I ask is that you pray and keep believing." "For very soon there will come a day, when I shall come like a thief in the night, I will wipe all sadness and tears away, and darkness will fade into eternal light." by- Kimarie Manhart-Freeman in memory of the fallen of Haiti and their survivors
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