In the name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful …
40 years, or even more, I do not remember exactly, I did everything I could to give people houses, hospitals, schools, and when they were hungry, I gave them food. I turned the desert around Benghazi into farmland. I stood under the bombs cowboy Reagan, when he killed my adopted daughter. He tried to kill me, but instead he killed a poor innocent child. Then I began to help the brothers and sisters from Africa with money for the African Union.
I did my best to help people understand the concept of real democracy, extending people's committees throughout the country.
But that was never enough: some people have told me (even those of ten houses, new furniture and clothing), their self-esteem is not successful, and that they would like to have even more. They told Americans and other foreigners, that they need to "democracy" and "freedom", not realizing that it is the neck of the system, where the biggest dog eats the rest. They were fascinated by these words, not realizing that in America there is no free medicine, no free hospitals, no free housing, no free education, no free food, except when people beg or stand in long lines to get soup.
Whatever I did, it was never enough for some. But others knew that I was the son of Gamal Abdel Nasser. Nasser was the only true Arab and Muslim leader, when he ruled that the Suez Canal belongs to the people, he was like Salah al-Din. I tried to follow in his footsteps when held that Libya belongs to my people. I did it to keep my people free from colonial domination — from thieves who have robbed us all.
Now, I am under attack by the biggest force in military history, my little African son, Obama wants to kill me, to take away the freedom of our country, to take away from my people, our free housing, our free medicine, our free education, our free food, and replace it American-style robbery, called "capitalism." But all of us in the Third World know what that means. This means that corporations rule the country, rule the world, and the people are suffering.
So, for me there is no choice, I have to take their place, and if Allah wishes, I shall die by following His path, the path that has made our country rich fields, well-fed and healthy, and even allowed us to help our African and Arab brothers and sisters, give them a job with us in Libya.
I do not want to die, but if it is necessary to save this land, my people, thousands of people who are all my children, then so be it.
Let this testament be my witness before the world. That I stood like a beacon under the blows of the Crusader NATO, stood under the blows of cruelty, stood under the blows of betrayal, stood against the West and its colonial claims, stood with their African brothers, my true Arab and Muslim brothers.
When others were building castles, I lived in a modest house or in a tent. I never forgot my youth in Sirte, I did not squandering our national heritage. And, Salah al-Din, our great leader of Muslims who rescued Jerusalem for Islam, I took only a little for myself …
In the West, some have called me "mad", "crazy", but they know the truth, continue to lie. They know that our land is independent and free, and not under colonial occupation. Know that my vision, my path was clear for my people. Know that I will fight to the last breath to save our freedom.
Allah Almighty will help us to remain free and fair.