I Am Still The Only Elected President

Chopped Down The Tree Of Peace, But It Will Grow Again.

We Have Problems Which Will Be Addressed By Haitians.

Love Is The Air That I Breathe, Like Oxygen. When I Lack It, I Feel Atrophied, Asphyxiated. When I Have It, I Feel I Am Growing. And So This Growth Is Linked To Others, Or To A Collective Other. If I Realize That I Do Not Love You, My Faith Diminishes, And I Breathe Less And Less Of The Oxygen Of Life. When I Feel Linked To You, In Communion With You, There Is A Current Of Love That Passes Between Us, And The Intensity Can Multiply. And The More This Love Grows, The More The Faith Becomes Luminous, The More I Feel Linked To The Collective Other. I Am Speaking Of God.

Pa Gen Lape Nan Tet, Si Pa Gen Lape Nan Vant (there Is No Peace In The Head If There Is No Peace In The Stomach).

As Far As We Are Concerned, We Are Ready To Leave Today, Tomorrow, At Any Time, To Join The People Of Haiti, To Share In Their Suffering, Help Rebuild The Country, Moving From Misery To Poverty With Dignity.