We Cannot Forget
It was a December 16, 1990, 3 years after KNGP. The Macoute made streams of blood 🩸 flow in Vayan alley on November 29, 1987, because the right for people to vote according to their political convictions was kidnapped, because machine guns were more powerful than their ballots. Bandits will not be able to steal a people's hope, like the hope for freedom of the slaves.
By La Rédaction · Port-au-Prince
· 2 min read · Updated 24 April 2026
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It was a December 16, 1990
3 years after KNGP
The Macoute
Made streams of blood 🩸
Flow in Vayan alley
November 29, 1987
Because the right for people to vote according to their political convictions was kidnapped
Because machine guns
were more powerful
Than their ballots
Bandits will not be able to steal a people's hope
Like the hope for freedom of the slaves
Their suffering was harsh on November 29
But the valiant People
Who did not decide
“To give up the fight”
Restarted
On December 16, 1990
Where at that moment
They believed
They would send
The elders
“To go play dominoes”
September 29-30
7 months later
The army deployed 35 years later: Haiti is struggling
Haitians are dragging on
All kinds of bandits are rampant
Like weeds
In the field
Impunity
Which produces insecurity
They come from attachés
Frap, Ninja
Legal bandits
Under the orders of their true masters
Transformed into Viv Ansanm
To make us all
March Opa
While politicians
Without character, without a nose
And a series of petty intellectuals
But their mouths are full of blood 🩸
Are pushing the Election cart
Under the orders of their patrons
Caricom, OAS, United Nations
Their noses are all blocked
Yet the bad smell of insecurity is emanating
But they are all hidden
There is no danger
Little mental slaves
Are eating the money of the poor
Those who died, it's their business
In the transition, fend for themselves without sinning
All sins forgiven
Even if they eat until they are bloated
On the contrary, they have assurance
Under the wing of the iron-beaked bird
Which is the only rooster crowing
In the yard. Haiti for the Abolotyo
The matter of reflecting on penitence
Is nonsense, nonsense
They are without conscience
The matter of truly suffering
Is not true Haiti, your children are truly suffering
But there are people who think of the country
With them, the sun will rise
The Star of Liberty will truly shine.
At that time
Neither attachés
Nor Frap
Nor Ninja
Nor legal bandits
Nor bandits with sandals
Nor Viv Ansanm
All will be behind
4 Walls
Because it is
Justice that will bring victory
A warned misfortune does not kill the crippled. Marcel Poinsard Mondésir
16/12/2025
3 years after KNGP
The Macoute
Made streams of blood 🩸
Flow in Vayan alley
November 29, 1987
Because the right for people to vote according to their political convictions was kidnapped
Because machine guns
were more powerful
Than their ballots
Bandits will not be able to steal a people's hope
Like the hope for freedom of the slaves
Their suffering was harsh on November 29
But the valiant People
Who did not decide
“To give up the fight”
Restarted
On December 16, 1990
Where at that moment
They believed
They would send
The elders
“To go play dominoes”
September 29-30
7 months later
The army deployed 35 years later: Haiti is struggling
Haitians are dragging on
All kinds of bandits are rampant
Like weeds
In the field
Impunity
Which produces insecurity
They come from attachés
Frap, Ninja
Legal bandits
Under the orders of their true masters
Transformed into Viv Ansanm
To make us all
March Opa
While politicians
Without character, without a nose
And a series of petty intellectuals
But their mouths are full of blood 🩸
Are pushing the Election cart
Under the orders of their patrons
Caricom, OAS, United Nations
Their noses are all blocked
Yet the bad smell of insecurity is emanating
But they are all hidden
There is no danger
Little mental slaves
Are eating the money of the poor
Those who died, it's their business
In the transition, fend for themselves without sinning
All sins forgiven
Even if they eat until they are bloated
On the contrary, they have assurance
Under the wing of the iron-beaked bird
Which is the only rooster crowing
In the yard. Haiti for the Abolotyo
The matter of reflecting on penitence
Is nonsense, nonsense
They are without conscience
The matter of truly suffering
Is not true Haiti, your children are truly suffering
But there are people who think of the country
With them, the sun will rise
The Star of Liberty will truly shine.
At that time
Neither attachés
Nor Frap
Nor Ninja
Nor legal bandits
Nor bandits with sandals
Nor Viv Ansanm
All will be behind
4 Walls
Because it is
Justice that will bring victory
A warned misfortune does not kill the crippled. Marcel Poinsard Mondésir
16/12/2025
