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An island cannot be poor; it is defined as a land surrounded of water from everywhere.

Jehovah, the creator of the universe gives two relevant matters to every country: LAND AND WATER.

Any country having "LAND AND WATER" cannot be poor unless the people living on the land are mentally sick. The "SEA" alone can feed the whole nation.

Haiti needs a brain to take care of the sea, feeds the fishes, so they can multiply by millions in less than nine months.

It's time to comprehend that Haitians are brainless, helpless, incapable of taking care of a little land, an island, neither as big as Canada nor France, smaller than Santo Domingo.

What's going on Mezanmi?

I thought Rene Preval would do something about this little piece of land. He shows weakness and a lack of administration.

He had no specific plan to lead the nation in the right direction.

His surrounding can't come up with positive ideas to save the country from that continuous misery.

Les Ministres d'Haiti se cachent comme des serpents en plein midi. Le peuple et les Journalistes du pays n'ont nul contact avec eux. Ils s'entassent assez d'argent pour quitter le pays a l'heure favorable.

With "LAND AND WATER" roads can be built, beautiful homes can be erected all around the cities, foods can grow in quantity, water remains a way to keep power running 24 hours daily.

WE ONLY NEED SMART HAITIANS TO TURN THESE IDEAS INTO REALITY.

En Haiti, une fois quelqu'un s'exprime dans la langue francaise, il ou elle se croit etre intelligent pour etre Ministre.

Les Ministres ont fait piete figure sur le plan social, economique, et n'ont nul sentiment patriotique.

Ils s'habillent d'orgueille et communiquent a personne.

J'aime Henry Christophe; mon leader prefere, mou Joujou, ma Passion, L'Auteur de ma citadelle, l'Object de ma fierte d'etre Haitien.

Huitieme merveille du monde se trouve au Cap Haitien, il est mort depuis 1820; en 2008 les leaders Haitiens n'arrivent meme pas a asphalter les rues, a batir d'autres merveilles pour le respect d'Haiti.

OU ES-TU CHRISTOPHE?

OU ES-TU CHRISTOPHE?

En ecrivant ton nom, je pleure comme un jour de pluie.

Les enfants d'Haiti mangent de la terre et de la sandre 188 ans apres ton depart.

Robert M. St Fleur
Ecrivain et Musicien

Robert M. St Fleur, April 8 2008, 11:30 AM

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