I come from the high lands … the
mountainous lands…
I
come from the land of the Tainos and Arawaks and their blood still flow through
my veins.
I
come from the ancient beatings of the drums of the mother land…
I
come from the world’s first black republic …
I
come from the vodoun culture…
I
come from Bohio, ‘Nan lakou lakay’, (home)…
I
come from Quisqueya, “the mother of
all lands”…
I
come from Haiti ,
“a land which is ours”...