Gaddafi's Gold Dinar Poem by Liza Sud

What is waiting for us? What is waiting for us?
paper power of printed dollars?
Or Gaddafi's Lybian gold dinar -
strong resistance to the opponents.

Was it better - to live in primordial tribes
than in integral world of demons?
where all's controlled but the big World Bank,
notwithstanding small nations, spheres.

Sent away all foreigners, all the Jews,
drunk no alcohol, fought for moral.
Made the greatest miracle - fair rules
of distributing wealth, brought water.

Fairy tale in Africa - happy life!
Peaceful communism in the desert.
And it was destroyed by the US tanks...
Dear Gaddafi - MY LOVE forever!