Haiti, Haiti, The Further I Am From

In Order For Peace To Reign, One Must Speak The Truth, And That Is Why I Have Spoken Of A Political Abduction, ... ... Far From My Own Country, But In Deep Communion With All Haitians, Including Haitians Abroad, I Continue To Launch An Appeal For Peaceful Resistance.

Haiti, Haiti, The Further I Am From You, The Less I Breathe. Haiti, I Love You, And I Will Love You Always. Always.

If One Suffers We All Suffer. Togetherness Is Strength. Courage.

Pa Gen Lape Nan Tet, Si Pa Gen Lape Nan Vant (there Is No Peace In The Head If There Is No Peace In The Stomach).

Love Is The Air That I Breathe, Like Oxygen. When I Lack It, I Feel Atrophied, Asphyxiated. When I Have It, I Feel I Am Growing. And So This Growth Is Linked To Others, Or To A Collective Other. If I Realize That I Do Not Love You, My Faith Diminishes, And I Breathe Less And Less Of The Oxygen Of Life. When I Feel Linked To You, In Communion With You, There Is A Current Of Love That Passes Between Us, And The Intensity Can Multiply. And The More This Love Grows, The More The Faith Becomes Luminous, The More I Feel Linked To The Collective Other. I Am Speaking Of God.