Poverty. Poverty at its cruelest. When you watch a little girl eat dirt from a cup. When you see little boys without any clothes. When a mother thanks you over and over for a dress for her baby. When you make a child's day by giving them a sip of water. When a village is made from sticks. When you're considered lucky to have a pair of shoes. When everyone lines up for a bag of rice. WHen you cry as you drive away, knowing what you get to go home to. Knowing they're still there. Yes I've seen poverty. I've seen poverty at its cruelest.
Haiti '12
