“Let us always remember our fallen ones all those around world who are suffering due to tragic events, famine, disease, poverty, and needless wars. May we open our minds and realize that we are all one in the same. We are all human no matter where it is in the world you are from. We all breathe the same air, and walk on the same earth. Love self and each other as self and begin to mend the world beginning with self.” – Kenneth Ortiz
In the United States, hurricane Matthew took ten lives. In Haiti, Matthew has been reported to take at least 900, with numbers still rising. Half of Haiti is isolated. Bodies are hidden under debris. What use to be homes filled with families are now piles of blocks, the stench of rotting food and decaying livestock fill the air. Children are scattering around for food as they lost their families and homes. Mothers desperately search for their young under tattered pieces of buildings and markets, holding their breath each second as a body is discovered.
We, who possess so much power, chose to be helpless. We as bystanders sit on the sidelines as we watch and read about the horrors Haiti faces. On social media we use this to send our prayers but what difference are we really making by posting a picture? What use are we, if we do nothing more but stand back hoping for someone else to act? Here, a nation cries for help. A nation that is already delicate faces new struggles such as famine or finding clean water. Something that you nor I can relate to. We are surrounded by items that are critical in Haiti. The human race has put forth a terrible effort on coming together to help out. Yes, we are helping, but I do believe we are helping minimally. Our efforts are too minuscule. We sit behind our iPhones, our macs, our television watching, as a country depleted in poverty bawls for help.
Looters scavenge through food that has been salvaged by salt-water.
“My son, they said, was dead the entire time I was carrying him,” said a victim in an article from the New York times. His daughter passed away the next morning as well.
“Emilien Clerveaux died trying to save his daughter, his head split open by flying debris. Elouse Maître’s aunt and four cousins were swept out to sea when the water claimed her beachfront shack. Destine Rosevald’s two children, 6 and 4, died in his arms as he tried to rush them to safety.” These are all victims, hopeless victims that only have the option to wait for help. They cannot get in their car to go to the store to buy fresh water, they cannot pull out their cell phone to call their grandparents, they cannot even go into their bedroom to go to sleep.
I have started a GoFundMe for Haiti and I ask for all of you who have somehow ended up reading this article to help donate or even share this article to help spread awareness. Please in anyway, from human being to another, let’s come together as one and help those who need it. If we have the power to make a change, let’s take control.
gofund.me/2thzn3vx
