Oh Haiti the beloved pearl of the Caribbean. So many have stripped you of your garments and have left you destitute. And now I am passing you by. For I have passed you by and found you lying in your own blood but behold I say unto live. I say unto you live. For fear and turmoil has gripped your streets. And there is coming another Duvalier to sit upon the seat of your government. And great struggle will be made for his soul and his heart. He will have a choice to take you back or move you forward. For I desire to touch his heart and make him mine. The wind of restoration shall blow upon you.