Like a lion, roaring, animals shudder
An empire so vast, swimming in riches.
Dreamland, father of a United Africa
Me told, Libya had no Western debt, in Africa!
Riotous, countrymen, cause, he overstayed, he had sinned
To culvert hole, him, they followed.
Ululations, Celebrations, rocked
Bloody mass, mute flesh, Gadhafi reduced by lead.
To second lion, whose reign shall be
No Western debt, let Libya be!
A lion of Africa, The Man who died trying to protect the inherintance of African children, human make mistakes, and he did, but people didnt forgive him, on the other side though, one should never forget that Gaddafi was an African son trying to protect what belongs to the land, but he was slained like a devil. nice poem brother LONG LIVE GADDAFI The Forefather Of Africa
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Yes Gaddafi had died for the land. And this poem is full of reality and Emotion, I love this poem Charles.