Travel Day in Haiti- An Original

Travel Day

If we plan to leave at five

For this departure we will strive

But don’t freak out if we are late

‘Cause we’ll probably leave at eight

You can stand or you can sit

Either way it’s a bumpy trip

Expect trauma to your calves

And for the bench to break in half

The bumps will turn to craters

And the pain will become greater

Your stride will turn to limping

And you’ll need ice for your bruised kidneys

But fear not for tomorrow

For the fun surpasses sorrow

When we reach our destination

You’ll have an angelic sensation

You will sing and you will dance

And laugh so you’ll wet your pants

But the happiness won’t last

Because that truck will take us back

So through the bumps we’ll ride again

As if the pain will never end

But at last we’ll reach the beach

Where there are cushions for our cheeks

So sleep tight and like a baby

For tomorrow will be waiting

And the bumps haven’t gone away

So our calluses will stay

Amen.