In the name of ...Allah, the beneficent, the merciful...
For 40 years, or was it longer, I can't remember, I did all I could to
give people houses, hospitals, schools, and when they were hungry, I
gave them food. I even made Benghazi into farmland from the desert, I
stood up to attacks from that cowboy Ronald Reagan, when he killed my
adopted orphaned daughter, he was trying to kill me, instead he killed
that poor innocent child. Then I helped my brothers and sisters from
Africa with money for the African Union.
I did all I could to
help people Understand the concept of real democracy, where people's
committees ran our country. But that was never enough, as some told me,
even people who had 10 room homes, new suits and furniture, were never
satisfied, as selfish as they were they wanted more. They told Americans
and other visitors, that they needed "democracy" and "freedom" never
realizing it was a cut throat system, where the biggest dog eats the
rest, but they were enchanted with those words, never realizing that in
America, there was no free medicine, no free hospitals, no free housing,
no free education and no free food, except when people had to beg or go
to long lines to get soup.
No, no matter what I did, it was
never enough for some, but for others, they knew I was the son of Gamal
Abdel Nasser, the only true Arab and Muslim leader we've had since
Salah-al-Deen, when he claimed the Suez Canal for his people, as I
claimed Libya, for my people, it was his footsteps I tried to follow, to
keep my people free from colonial domination - from thieves who would
steal from us.
Now, I am under attack by the biggest force in
military history, my little African son, Obama wants to kill me, to take
away the freedom of our country, to take away our free housing, our
free medicine, our free education, our free food, and replace it with
American style thievery, called "capitalism" ,but all of us in the Third
World know what that means, it means corporations run the countries,
run the world, and the people suffer.
So, there is no
alternative for me, I must make my stand, and if Allah wishes, I shall
die by following His path, the path that has made our country rich with
farmland, with food and health, and even allowed us to help our African
and Arab brothers and sisters.
I do not wish to die, but if it
comes to that, to save this land, my people, all the thousands who are
all my children, then so be it.
Let this testament be my voice
to the world, that I stood up to crusader attacks of NATO, stood up to
cruelty, stoop up to betrayal, stood up to the West and its colonialist
ambitions, and that I stood with my African brothers, my true Arab and
Muslim brothers, as a beacon of light.
When others were
building castles, I lived in a modest house, and in a tent. I never
forgot my youth in Sirte, I did not spend our national treasury
foolishly, and like Salah-al-Deen, our great Muslim leader, who rescued
Jerusalem for Islam, I took little for myself...
In the West,
some have called me "mad", "crazy", but they know the truth yet continue
to lie, they know that our land is independent and free, not in the
colonial grip, that my vision, my path, is, and has been clear and for
my people and that I will fight to my last breath to keep us free, may
Allah almighty help us to remain faithful and free.