As the walls fall down and the rubble consumes Haiti, the streets are filled with desolation on every side. Terror and uncertainty fills the air, and the unknown is just as frightening as the beginning. Families cleave to the hope that their loved ones are safe. Children wail, and the heart’s of the forgotten linger in the smoke filled sky.
How can we sit and marvel rocking the latest trends, and covet the latest Hermes handbag, when the people in Haiti suffer, wondering where their next meal will come from? How can we sit still and attend the hottest soirees when the death toll continues to rise? How can we sit and feast at five star restaurants and shop at Henri Bendel's when families are torn apart, lost in agony and chaos?
How can we sit and marvel rocking the latest trends, and covet the latest Hermes handbag, when the people in Haiti suffer, wondering where their next meal will come from? How can we sit still and attend the hottest soirees when the death toll continues to rise? How can we sit and feast at five star restaurants and shop at Henri Bendel's when families are torn apart, lost in agony and chaos?
I will not sit still. I can’t. I won’t. United we stand, divided we fall.
In my own efforts to bring awareness to Haiti and the unfortunate circumstance, I will be providing press coverage from the "inside" exclusively for AOL Black Voices. Yet even still in the midst of the devastation, there is hope, and as of yesterday, 54 Haitian orphans had the opportunity to experience that "hope." Check out my first Haiti coverage piece, A Beacon of Hope: Dozens of Haitian Orphans Travel to America to Unite With Adoptive Parents, exclusively on BV Black Spin.
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