Oh Libya, Where Is Thy Hospitality?

Oh lethargic lifeless Libya
Do you want to be personification of Syria?
Your fellow blacks you enslave
Your womb, a metaphorical grave,
Why must you be the writer of such heinous history
Sewing for Africans, such masked maltreating misery?

Pictures of your deeds sink my soul
As you bath humans with hot coal
Must you forever tarnish your name?
Must you erode your last scintilla of fame?
Why have you lost your sense of Africanism,
Have you forgotten mother Africa thrives on collectivism?

Libya, do not be deceived by your semi white complexion

Africans are united by a common expression.
Libya, your level of callousness is unimaginable
Your treatment of your fellow Africans is unthinkable,

You have been Africa’s prodigal son
Your sinister smiles hides the cruelty of your gun.

One day, you shall eat your forbidden fruit alone
After you have inhumanly broken every African bone.

The love of another
Has long been the motto of mother Africa
LIBYA, KNOW YOU THIS, IMMIGRANTS
ARE NEVER RUMINANTS .
Shadrack Oteng(Poet-Shaddy)
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