Haiti

Water in pouches

Deforestation to dusty roads

$2 Barbecue

Full spirit

Wandering black souls

Lost in a see of creole and home

This is what it looks like when you win

Dogs from Africa

Electricity goes out at day

Solar panels, generators

Adaptation

Makeshift electricians

Carpentry from lineage and grit

Cold bucket baths for hot afternoons

Love. Love. Love.

This is what it looks like to win

Black hands shake with gourds

Down the hill

Where the tires burn and the genius lives undiscovered

Colleges degrees drift unknown to the west into the ether of blackness

Live. Love. Love

This is what it looks like to win

On the stone-plagued hills

The tap tap is king

Prestige for balmy nights

After early and long days of work

Sweat for progress

Live. Last. Love.

This is what it looks like to win.

Mwenfuom.