Each November 18th, we celebrate Vertieres, the last battle of the Haiti Revolution and say the all the white saviors and their Haiti restaveks: I am Janjak Desalin, Grann Toya, Grann Guitonn and Cecile Fatimans descendants Alone I have paid and paid... I have paid the endless price. ...With a burning spear Stuck in my chest. Sometimes it weakens me But I always rise High above the pain And the wickedness Of powerful forces From near and far To claim my dignity. I have friends Who suck up my blood... From my wounded heart. Though today I choose to stand And stand in pride and love With my dear family To celebrate in harmony Our common history In the month of February I was alone when in Vertières I rose to face the Devil When hell broke loose Unleashing its fire storm With waves of flame rushing To engulf me whole... Alone in the vast universe I froze hell over And walked on its ashes To create my own history. Nobody stood by my side. I alone remember. It was the eighteenth day Of a month called November. But, this, this greatest story never told, this Haitian David vs. Goliath struggle we are living with, its ultimate lesson – the ruling metaphor of Haitian history will be that we burnt the port cities and retreated inland, for when the time arrives for the world to understand what was held in sacred trust for all of humanity to reclaim, after the vampires and parasites are marginalized, their energies balanced and redeemed. Kreyòl pale, kreyòl konprann. You have your colonies, we have ours. One day at the Great Crossroads, this Battle will end, and well all meet then… -Ezili Dantò, The Haitian struggle - the greatest David vs. Goliath battle being played out on this planet, go to this link for entire essay - bit.ly/109VDXW
Posted on: Mon, 17 Nov 2014 20:00:31 +0000
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