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Woe to Hati

I pray for all the people
Who walk in poverty
I cry for all the people
Who hope and weep
Woe to Hati
And all it's babies

Through all the breaking news
Filled with devastation
And every life that lose
To earthquake complication
Woe to Hati
And all it's babies

Day after day
Dead bodies found all over
Concrete walls of gray
Tumble down like boulders
Boulders upon your shoulder

Hold on dear Hati
To all your babies



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