Haiyan You asked me a question That has disturbed me since Am I am fortunate to be here Alive and flourishing Now I realize this burden of guilt The crippling feeling of helplessness How could I not in the face of these deaths In the cries silenced by cruel waters So I tell you now that I cry that I am So far away from the people I love That in my fortunate state I die in pain and diminish For in turn for this luck I have found my desolation And shame in my laughter While they suffer and fight to survive