Haitians Don't Like To Say They Are

I Am Confident That I Can Serve My Country Without Being Involved As The President Of The Country Now.

The Structure Of Apartheid Is Still Rooted In The Haitian Society. When You Have Apartheid, You Don't See Those Behind The Walls. That Is The Reality Of Haiti.

Thirty-two Coups D'etat Are Enough.

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.

The Spirit Of Ubuntu, That Once Led Haiti To Emerge As The First Independent Black Nation In 1804, Helped Venezuela, Colombia And Ecuador Attain Liberty, And Inspired Our Forefathers To Shed Their Blood For The United States' Independence, Cannot Die. Today, This Spirit Of Solidarity Must And Will Empower All Of Us To Rebuild Haiti.