A poem by the great Haitian writer Félix Morisseau-Leroy, today, - TopicsExpress

A poem by the great Haitian writer Félix Morisseau-Leroy, today, in honor of Nelson Mandela Testament When I die, make me a beautiful wake Im going neither to paradise nor hell… When I die, bury me in the yard Gather all my friends, make a big feast… When I die, everyone should really get it on Laugh, sing, dance, tell jokes Dont be sappy, yell into my ear I wont altogether be done when Im dead; All the places where there were great bashes, Where people were free - theyll remember me, Translated from Haitian Creole by Jack Hirschman and Boadiba

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