Now I am attacked by the greatest military power in history, my little African son, Obama, wants to kill me, to take away freedom from our country, to take our free houses, our free medicine, our free education, our free food, and replace all that with American theft called capitalism. But all of us in the Third World know what that means - it means corporations control states, control the world, and the people suffer.

So, for me, there is no alternative. I must fight and, if God wills, die following his path, the path that made our country fertile land, rich in food and health, and even allowed us to help our African and Arab brothers and sisters to work here with us, in the Libyan Jamahiriya.

I do not want to die, but if it comes to that - to save this country, my people, all thousands of them who are all my children - so be it.

Let this my testament be my voice to the world, a voice that I stood against the crusader attacks against the West and its colonial ambitions, and that I stood together with my African brothers, with my true Arab and Muslim brothers.

In the West, some call me a madman, but they know the truth, yet they continue to lie, they know our country is independent, free, and not in colonial claws. They know my vision is clear, my path is clear for my people, and I will fight to the last breath for our freedom. May Almighty God help us remain faithful and free.