The Promise of the Future

I picked up the'phone and carefully checked my list, careful not to leave out anyone of my dear friends from Beloved Haiti. I am concerned and wanted to know what fate had brought them. Some fared better than others, a sigh of relief when the news was good. I allowed the tears to roll shamelessly, staining my face as I watched the gruesome images flashed across the television screen. Sometimes I grimaced at the sight of blood or the limp bodies strewn among rubbles.
BEAUTIFUL HAITI, RAVISHED, BROKEN, DESTROYED

I felt like the Town Crier, even though there could not be a soul alive who had not heard of this disaster. But I felt the urge to check on my neighbors, expressing solidarity, telling them to forge on because better days are coming.
BEAUTIFUL HAITI WE LOOK TO A BRIGHT FUTURE

I really want to believe that the future holds great things for the country I only know and love through association. Made an honorary citizen by my closest and dearest friends, I have listened to stories upon stories; learned of the beautiful mountains, swayed and rocked to Tabou Combo, Sweet Mikey, New Look and other outstanding musical groups. Sometimes I crave for jhon jhon,legumes, bouillon and so many more delicious dishes. Artwork grace my walls, made by the skillful hands of a Haitian Citizen who may no longer exist. I had become acclimatized to the Haitian way of life, so much so, that the names of towns roll off my tongue. The familiarity of things Haiti, had rubbed off on me. BEAUTIFUL HAITI, this pain and anguish will go away. We will band together to build back what mother nature has destroyed.

So when I say SAK PASE HAITI? {How are you?} I hear fearless and strong responses:
NOUS SOMMES BIEN, MERCI {We are fine, thank you} Right now we are BROKEN, but slowly and surely we will MEND. That's the spirit! Better Days will come! Haiti will get a second life! We will never lose HOPE!