Haitian Grave Old Tombstone
I sat on the barricade of rocks that I assume is posing as a gate in silence as the breeze brushed across my cheekbone. Surrounded by bushes, nowhere near civilization lies the bodies of the ones we once loved. Worn out tombstones covered by rotten leaves and pine needles, this cannot be the loved ones that you people once grieved. One single grave holding 21 people. No way should we as humans accept this or think it’s equal. There’s an abundance of mess, garbage to be exact, all because we dropped them off and not once did we look back. July 19th 1978, plant it in your head, so you may always remember we deserve to be treated like we were humans even after we are dead.
William Town Cemetery, October 2018.