I do not want to forget this great man at least for me : " Jacques rock " a journalist at the same time poet in the hands of brigands he died July 15, 2005 - remember his poem of his dream for Haiti . " Survive " . SURVIVE You can destroy my house Steal my money my clothes And my shoes Leave me naked in winter But you can not kill my dream You can not kill hope You can shut my mouth Throw me in jail Keep my friends away from me And smear my reputation Leave me naked in the desert But you can not kill my dream You can not kill hope You can poke my eyes out And ears Cut my arm And legs Leave me naked in the street But you can not kill my dream You can not kill hope You can cover my wounds Turn the iron in wounds Have fun torturing me Make me piss blood You can lock me without paper and pen Detain me like crazy Make me mad Humiliate me crush me thirsty me starve me Me to sign the surrender of my fights You can kill my children Kill my wife Kill all mine And kill me But you can not kill my dream You can not kill hope Like the great Haitian thinkers. Peace and love
Posted on: Sun, 09 Jun 2013 14:51:51 +0000
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