That’s how the lyrics go of a great song by Willy Chirino, the great pinareño (referring to the Isle of Pines) composer, very well-known among us, in spite of the fact that on our beloved planet it’s prohibited to play his work in the media.
It seems that the final judgment is on its way for all of the tyrants. Mr. Gaddafi has but a few hours to face his.
Who was to say that a man, who is despised as a human being, now has a bounty of a few million dollars on his head. I wouldn’t want to be in his skin. He’s probably hiding, like his neighbor in Iraq, until they find him in a cave, seeking refuge. I think that this guy, wherever he goes, sooner or later will be found and justice will be served for the multitude of deaths caused by his obsession to maintain power no matter the cost.
I want to extend my sincere condolences to the Libyan people, for deaths on both sides, since all have been victims of tyranny. My wish is that peace, supported by a government elected by the people, will come to them so that they may recuperate from the horrors of a civil war.
Translation by Ya Viene Llegando
August 26 2011
