Haiti, Haiti: The Decisive Battle Of Vertières Poem by Hebert Logerie

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 you at low prices
Haiti, Haiti, the so-called officials have offered your head
To the old settlers. Haiti, the land that his sons have betrayed
Haiti, Haiti, the Land, the Country that will never see defeat.

Comrades, Soldiers, Peasants, it's with your blood
That you will defend the fibers of the national colors
It is with your heart that you will cross the screen
Infested with hypocrites. Haiti, Haiti, the native Land.

The battle of Vertières will continue for a long time
Until the Haitian people will stop hurting and suffering
Until they stop looting and killing our innocent peasants
Until the dawn of the last spring, until the end of time.

Haiti, Haiti, Haiti, the Land of Illustrious and Brave Ancestors
Haiti, Haiti, the land of Great Heroes, the country of Toussaint
The Land of Dessalines and Capois. The Angels and the Saints
Will come to protect you. Haiti, you are forever your own Master.

Copyright © October 2017, Hebert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.