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Gaddafi Sleeps



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Sat Oct 22, 2011 1:20 pm
MasterGrieves says...



I dedicate these words
Cold, harsh, twisted words
To a tyrant now rotting away
In his own personal tomb of decay
Gaddafi sleeps in a pool of blood
A web of lies without any love
A country free from murder and force
Surely dictatorship ran its course

I dedicate this writing
Decadent, hollow, lifeless writing
To a heartless warlord full of nerve
To partake in practises most absurd
Gaddafi begged as the rebels shot
Execution was the only thing to tie the knot
Libya is nothing but a turf of land in joy
That a reign of terror has just been destroyed

I dedicate my life
Confused, eager, hopeful life
To an answer for a question that stings:
How does the spread of terror begin?
Gaddafi and Hitler will probably greet
As they share their thoughts of hopes to meet
Impossible aims of control and power
Yet their weakness is exposed in the final hour

I dedicate the world
Gigantic, naive, gullible world
To the hope of finding out why
Gaddafi had so wanted to live a life
Of bloodsport, suffering and genocide
World peace is now so far behind
An organisation called the UN is irony
Because world leaders exploit their tyranny
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Sat Oct 22, 2011 2:35 pm
Snoweary says...



When i first saw the title, i was like, " Gaddafi?"
Well, i have to say that this is a great poem. I rarely read any poem about politic and this is really good.
I dedicate these words
Cold, harsh, twisted words
To a tyrant now rotting away
In his own personal tomb of decay

I love the way you organize and select the word to fit the sentence. While reading this poem, i feel the emotions knotted in it.
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Sat Oct 22, 2011 9:18 pm
Rodhead says...



This is really controversial!Are you from Libya? What was it that inspired you to write this may i ask? I can see it's full of anger. It is really good by the way. Powerful.
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Mon Oct 24, 2011 11:03 am
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Phoenix23 says...



This is a really good poem, and on a controversial issue. Coming from a country where dictatorship and tyranny is a norm, I can relate to the poem.The tyrants always meet their end in the worst way, but they do destroy many lives. A powerfully written poem and worth a read.
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Mon Oct 24, 2011 4:57 pm
JCK says...



First of all, I'll say I really like the rhyming scheme. It's intelligently done, and surprisingly, without any real problems. (As is the case with the majority of rhyming poems). I like how your messaging isn't so direct as to tell me what you're thinking, but to allow me to think about what I'm thinking. However, the controversial issue this is on, I personally don't agree with and therefore can't get past the stage of like to love. I'll never be able to forget the fear I saw in the low-quality film of Gaddafi being beaten by his captors, and the tension I felt as they were just playing with their guns around him. I don't want to start a debate here, so just know that obviously I have my reasons for feeling what has happened is wrong. Me typing this now is actually proof of how strong your poem is, and how thought-inspiring and motivating your writing can be.

A really good job.

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Mon Oct 24, 2011 11:13 pm
DukeofWonderland says...



567ajt wrote:....To a tyrant now rotting awayrotting away sounds too harsh
....A web of lies without any loveI like this description

I dedicate this writing
Decadent, hollow, lifeless writingI understand it was meant to give a repetative feeling but these words don't seem to have that rhythm like the last para did.

An organisation called the UN is irony
Because world leaders exploit their tyranny

I won't say more but I like the last lines. I think you always like to chose strong topics, I don't know though if that's very good but yes- you use your voice to express yourself. But do be careful not to get too harsh, not just the impression but poetry doesn't flow when you're too tough. I seem to do that at times. But I like the point of talking about recent topics.
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Wed Oct 26, 2011 6:05 am
Stargirl101 says...



This is an extremely poignant poem. I enjoyed all of it, and it brings up alot of questions that people want answered. I love the poetic style of it and the rhyming scheme was great. It talks alot about politics and although I don't think too much about it, I actually thought about what Gaddafi's death and the trimuph of the rebels does to the democracy of Libya. Well done.
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Wed Oct 26, 2011 9:08 pm
Drandozo says...



I didn't expect this at all from the title. You really sold me in this poem; I loved it. It's definitely my kind of poetry. I'll be sure to read more of your writing for sure. :)
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Thu Oct 27, 2011 1:23 pm
Nikko says...



Almost nightly, I watch plumes of smoke come out from cities in Libya from news networks, and at the same night, I also come here and talk to some people and check some works. You really captivated me and made me went "Hmm... OMG there's something about that Libyan Civil War in this site!?". This is simply AMAZING. The meaning of this work is great, I like the theme that you are trying to portray.
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Sun Oct 30, 2011 7:20 pm
stunt says...



Nice poem....gotten me thinking...
  








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