Libya, my country of birth, dearer to me than what life is worth. A land of allure to all those with greed, in the name of freedom they all proceed.
From chaos and corruption it’s people suffer, life for the locals can’t get any tougher. The people are kind and warm hearted, with words of welcome your journey started.
It’s lands are vast and full of riches, it’s natural beauty to it’s boarders stretches. The ancient ruins of marble are carved, standing tall and well preserved.
The coast of Libya is long and slender, the sandy shores are full of wonder. The green mountain is a sight to see, there is no place I would rather be.
You would love the golden sands of the Sahara, the silky dunes and the sierra. The weather there is hot and dry, it’s blazing sun from the cold is shy.
The country’s wealth is mind blowing, on the shores of North Africa a star glowing. All our lives for freedom have cheered, surely for this we should be revered.
Saleh Ben Saleh
Athol Fugard is a leading voice in theater of Africa
will he condone silence about the street execution f George Floyd?
Dennis Brutus was being deported from USA in 1980s, from U. Penn
(I helped get him to speak against South Africa's Racist Constitution,
at Ohio University in 1984. I confess, with Libyan money as donation!)
Would the late Dennis Brutus be quiet about fascist cop Derek Chauvin?
I grew up under apartheid, deemed inferior to every white-skinned African
Not allowed to go or study where I wanted in South Africa
And loved to hear Steve Biko, Malcolm X, Dr. Martin Luther King
Would they have been silent about "BLACK LIVES" don't matter?
Why do you write?
Are you really in the tradition of free expression, and poetry for ALL?
Hilary Billary Shmock
The lady is purebred shlock
She 'Bill-ked' the Nation
Via Libyan abdication
Hilary Billary Thwock
Her tongue's a nerveless nock
She squawks and squawks
Paranoid deplorables-crock
Hilary Billary Shlock
Give her the old hemlock!
April 15, 2019
A Realistic Hilary Clinton Poem contest
Sponsor: Michael Wegman
The business of Cuisine
Two tins of Swedish meatballs in cream sauce.
The Swedish export their soul even if it is hidden in tins.
Unsalted mind stem and a heart of creamy white gravy.
The new world is about buying and selling, and that is ok,
Chinese dumplings bought at a pavement cafe it took days
to settle my stomach
So you think I know nothing I have been dining at a posh
Chinese restaurant with rotating tables
I said then, but not too cosy up to the host, Chinese food
was leading in the fields of cousin.
That was when I had the misfortune to go to Paris.
excellent food but served with an arrogance that was
off putting. I thought is there nowhere were people serve
food without prancing trays about. Finally, I did in
Alentejo (Portugal) where food is served without fanfare,
because the food is natural, wholesome and good.... and
if you are not driving, try their superb red wine and avoid
a French philosopher whose vanity is shifty as Libyan sand.
9 more libyan civilians killed by NATO---
7 adults & 2 babies
(18 others injured)
slaughtered because of a
“weapons system failure”---
imagine if the families of the idiots
whose
WEAPON
SYSTEMS
FAILED
were killed in the same brutal manner of
pushing a button to incinerate them,
as NATO so
mindlessly
dropped bombs on a
residential building in tripoli
yesterday,
ending the lives of people who did not ask
these idiots to enter their country
in order to bomb their building,
attempting to scare other civilians into
rebellion against a man that the west has wanted
dead
for
decades,
so that all the oil can be drained from their land &
used in western cars
without a second thought as to what will happen to these
libyans
who the west is so obviously
“aiding”
at this present time---
if this had happened on western soil
there would be a new patriot act passed overnight
and the stealth bombers would be flying in the morning
to bomb a country that we have a problem with,
but who had nothing to do with it---
so that we could try and kill two birds
(iraq & afghanistan),
with one stone,
all over again.
allied jets litter
civilian shields cover ground
loyal thugs forage
al-Quaddafi Haiku-2
Tomahawks fly blind
may be al-Quaidas delight
Allah Ahkbar's cheer.
Here we go again
Belly dancing with Muammar
Hillarie can't dance.
He can dance alone.
al-Quaddafi's naval glows
diamonds up his nose.
Are they Libyan?
Maybe some, we just don't know.
Give them rice and lamb.
Send more Tomahawks
Reroute them to Syria
Belly dancing Booms.
Let's take on them all
every oil field we find
NATO gas stations
everywhere.
Big Chief Tomahawks
Geronimo's great revenge
Belly dance all night.
Gold in them thar hills
Black gold in the desert sand.
Someone's slight of hand.
Twenty thousand more
Suckers born every minute.
In the USA.
Forwardddd!!! Huh?!