This collection of poems is an autobiography. He talks about me, my life, my sorrows, my joys, my sufferings, my loves. I was born in the Republic of Haiti in the southern village of Camp-Perrin, where the capital is Les Cayes. I came from a country and a family who didn't have anything to offer me other than misery and sadness.

When I left my native country to go to Montreal on April 15, 1990, I didn't know I was going to learn to survive. I applied for refugee status. During my hearing in court, one of the judges, a little chubby man with black hair and a moustache looked at me disdainfully, in a superior way. He told me that I did not look like a refugee and that my request was denied. I didn't know what a refugee was supposed to look like.