My mom who raised me was born in Haiti. I personally visited Haiti when I was five. I was rather impress with the various fruit trees. My favorite are the coconut and mango trees. I love riding the horses. I cherish the scences at the beached. Yes, it is a poverty country still you could fill the positive hope and belief’s of the Haitian people there.

About the HIV/AIDS scourge, how man has been able to put up a fight. and how he does not have belief in his ability to nip the issue of this scourge in the bud.

A man sits on the beach harmoniously contemplating the sea. Scattered birds zoom above his head flapping their wings into the heights of the blue sky before they plummet like feathered missiles to snatch some prey off the brisk ocean.

The night when a plane crash in Washington DC killed 78 people.