What color am I today?
The deepest, darkest blue,
like the border of light's end
down where the ocean really begins.
What color am I today?
I'm gray, as Haitian hands digging
through gravel
and rocks
once walls of a school.
Today I am black
like the souls and the holes
in the universe who absorb
every color of light the spectrum can offer.
-J. K. Robinson

Through corporate logic, red tape, shock jocks, monetary values, legal process, trade embargoes, color lines, and diplomatic relationships, humanity has prevailed as the dominant response to the ineffable disaster in Haiti. In the face if disaster, we find out what humanity is really all about. Profit is the bottom line in business- hence the nickname -but desire to help Haiti does not stem from profit. Politicians didn't simultaneously tell their constituents to flood instant donations, even via text message. Religious didn't lack desire to assist because their national faiths didn't match up. No law needed to be passed before aid was sent. In the face of tragedy, humanity is awakened through the sleepy haze of lesser divisions. Condolences, Haiti.