Haiti Poems

Haiti, When Will the Chains End?

You bled, Haiti—
not from your sins,
but from theirs.

1994 they came, not to heal,
but to haunt.
To wrap democracy in boots,
and silence in oil-drenched contracts.

America—
not a land,
but a machinery of ruin.
You did not restore—
you erased.
You did not rebuild—
you ravaged.

You took a sacred island
and tore it from within.
In the name of liberty,
you planted despair.
In the name of order,
you

HOPE

Hope barely breathes
its chest tight beneath the smoke
as grief spreads like fire
through streets that once knew laughter.

Haiti, now a land of shadows
where joy is muffled by gunshots
and dreams lie broken 
on corners no longer safe to dream in.

Yet still, the sun dares to rise
a quiet defiance in the sky
reminding us that even in ruins
light remembers

Everybody Is Destroying Haiti

Anmweyyy, anmweyyy
Everybody is destroying Haiti
Please stop, stop, quit. At last, give the country
A break, a rich season. There are too many bandits, vandals
Too many lootings, thefts, too many crises and scandals
On this impoverished and exploited island
Give Hayti a chance to live better. Give our land
A break with too much violence and injustice
Ayiti needs peace, love

When I See The Haitian Flag

When I see the Haitian flag, tears rush into my eyes.
When I see the Haitian flag, my Haitian heart cries.
Our people have been ridiculed, yet our flag continues
To flow unimpeded. We will never die on our knees.
If we must die, we will die standing like brave soldiers.
We will not bow our head. We will stare

Poor People of Our Countries

Poor people of our countries
Poor people everywhere
Poor people of Haiti
People who are poor, disoriented, and crazy
I will no longer say ‘poor Haiti’
Haiti is a country full of wealth
Haiti, a country full of resources
For others
Haiti is a paradise and rich in resources
For others
Haiti is a country full of hypocrisy
Of destitute, miserable and suffering peoples 
Haiti is

Syria's Christians and Haiti

Syria’s Christians and Haiti

The first Christian church was built in Syrian,  as I write this the horror is killing them the new death cult regime in Syria, a cult we give money to, and not mentioned by Western media as Israel continues to bomb Gaza to their hearts content This is only possible when

Santa Claus Was Afraid to Pass Through Port-au-Prince, Haiti

Papa Noël was afraid to pass through on Christmas Day
In the streets of Port-au-Prince. Bullets were being fired in droves
Sporadically, haphazardly. Many people were hiding under beds
Naughty terrorists are like dogs, hyenas in vile forests or deadly wilderness
They are everywhere with big machine guns which are not made in Haiti
The lawless bandits or God-awful devils

Sad and Painful Tears For Haiti At Xmas

The nonstop negative news or publicities on Haiti
Hurt tremendously and disturbingly
The relentless or constant bashings of all Haitians
Twinge and twist my heart like cancer patients
On their death beds, who are resigned, hopeless
Penniless, helpless, and spiritless.

Haiti needs a mega break from all the powerful parasites
That are still exploiting our precious resources at countless sites
While concomitantly exploring

Exploiting A Lie

A lie is worse than a curse
A lie is a bad or false rumor on steroid
A lie can hurt countless innocents
A lie can cause unnecessary wars
A lie can destroy human lives
A lie is like a deadly disease or cancer
A like can spread like wildfire on social media
A lie can easily go viral. A lie is

Let's Break All The Chains

Let's sever all the chains
Through all types of pains
In order to get there
Let's take the trains
In order to get there
We must fight for our rights
We are not afraid to turn days
Into wonderful and starry nights
In order to enjoy better journeys.

Let's break all the chains
Together
Through various unbearable pains
Let's take the trains
Together
In order to reach the mountaintop
Ladies

believe me

if I lie, will you believe me?
what if I don't, will you believe me?
what must I do for you to believe me?
what must I say for you to believe me?

what do you believe?
what you see or what you don't
what you hear or what you don't
what you know or what you don't
what you feel or what

It Is Snowing In Florida

It's snowing in Tallahassee
It's very cold in Miami
It's very slippery under the palm trees
And it's very cool in Haiti.

It's snowing heavily in Florida
All the streets are vacated and empty
The coconut trees are coated with snow
We are almost in a state of siege.

It's snowing in Tallahassee
We are worried in Miami
Everyone is sick and cold
But they say

Let Haiti Be Absolutely Free

Let Haiti be absolutely free
Haiti is the father of Freedom and Liberty
Haiti is the first nation to forever ban or abolish slavery
And the slave trade in the western hemisphere
And in the world
The first to practice absolute equality
Among men and women on this sphere
And throughout the world
Stop meddling and interfering detrimentally with Haiti
Leave Haiti alone to

Haiti, Haiti: the Decisive Battle of Vertieres

Haiti, Haiti, Haiti, the Land of Martyrs
Haiti, Haiti, the Land of Great Slaves
Haiti, Haiti, the Land of Ancient Braves
For many, the betrayed Land that matters.

Haiti, Haiti, the volcanic land of Fire
Haiti, Haiti, the land of old fighters
Great Blacks have defended the sacred turf
With ardor, with enthusiasm, and with pride.

Haiti, Haiti, the cowards want to sell

Our Beautiful Children

Our beautiful children are dying
In Africa, Europe, the Middle East
Asia, the Americas,
And in every projects where there is no peace.
Our black children are dying
For lack of basic necessities and because of the lies
And the carelessness of their greedy leaders.
Our white children are dying
Because of the expensive weapons and the nuclear reactors.
Our brown children are dying
Because

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