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Haiti! Haiti! Haiti!
Wake up Haiti! ! ! ! !
Don't give up! ! ! ! ! ! !
You're still alive.
You just have to wake up.
Open your eyes to see your children.
Haiti! ! ! Your children are dying.
They can't eat.
They can't sleep.
They can't work.
Haiti, you can't die now.
Remember who you are.
Remember that you were the first Black nation that liberate out of slavery.
Your children, Dessalines, Toussaint Louverture, Capois, Petion, ...
had fought for you, for us today and gave us freedom.
But we're still living in slavery.
And it is all our fault.
Haiti, they criticize you.
Haiti darling, wake up to see how your children are suffering.
Your children are can never stop crying.
Haiti honey, you are always going to be Haiti.
You are not going to die.
No matter what happens, they can do anything they want:
Kidnapping, murdering your children, you are going to stay strong.
Haiti, you will not stay the same.
For that to happen, there is only one thing we can do, 'Pray'.
Praying is the key, and God will take care of you, Haiti, and your children as well.
We love you Haiti! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
We will never let go until we find victory! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Sthelie Jean
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Tuesday, November 24, 2009 |
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Friday, July 09, 2010 |
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