The Ruled and the Poor

The ruled and the Poor.

It is strange usually when the Americans are bombing places
we are told how many got wounded and died in their air strikes. 
NATO has more or less carpet bombed Kaddafi’s people for six 
months, but not a word about causalities. 

That makes me thing they must be dropping chocolate drops 
and not real bombs. Kaddafi used to pitch his tent wherever he
wanted in Europe and the high and mighty embraced him, but
he was not to be trusted as he put Libya first in his oil dealings.

We get the sense that he is universally hated by everybody 
in his country, but the poor benefited from his largesse
and the middle classes got a free education, but of course 
not much room to express their enormous contempt for him.

 One day when the poor cannot afford a doctor in a democratic
Libya and when teeth roots and fall out, there might be someone 
who say: under Kaddafi all this was free and now we are reduced 
to keep the streets clean for the educated rulers.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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