Haiti In Your Hands. (poem dedicated to President Martelly)

Tete kale, you are a Picasso masterpiece
not easy to understand.

You represent a
collage of knowledge.

God entrust this beautiful country to you
because he knows you true. You are like
Moses at heart; you'll deliver this nation
from misery.

Like a deceived bride who had been baffled
so many time, and like rivers, tears had ran
down her face. Yes, Tete Kale, I'm sure
you will put her make-up back on.

Oh! Tete Kale the rose is not without thorns,
but the arrangement of the bouquet is rewarding.

They will try to distract your path, but keep your
vision bright and clear.

By: Margareth Debrosse