(Dédié à Tous Les Papas, Birago I.Diop et à Gustave)
Mon papa était plus qu'un père,
Il était plus qu'un bon ami, plus qu'un frère.
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Our society is getting sicker,
More conservative, more liberal,
More outrageous, more difficult to handle,
And more ravaged by an elusive cancer.
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(Poème dédié à mon ami, le Poète Luciano Benjamin)
Aujourd'hui est ton anniversaire,
Et celui des combats de Vertières,
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For now, this is it; this is high-five time.
This is a newly enjoyable venue,
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Girls must have the undeniable rights to speak,
And the God-given rights to choose and pick.
Girls must have the rights to be educated,
To be respected and to be protected.
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Brother Jackson died a few moons ago. It is a loss.
It is a finale; it is the final curtain.
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Breathe, call me, talk, speak, and yell
Express yourself, quit giving me hell
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Stay still so I can admire your portraits
You gazed at me like an angel who will never wake up
Your eyes are blurred with messages and regrets
And your wet lips are warm, pumped up
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After more than thirty harvests, you have remained the same
Woman that I always cared for
And the one that I love
With the full strength of my soul.
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Notre Amour pour Haïti…
Notre amour pour Haïti
Est sans doute inconditionnel.
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