Yesterday was not just a burial. It was a political statement written in human faces.
As Saif al-Islam Gaddafi was laid to rest in Bani Walid, Libya quietly but firmly buried something else — a narrative imposed from afar.
More than a decade ago, Western powers — the United States, the United Kingdom and France — helped overthrow his father, pledging freedom, democracy and a brighter future.
What followed instead was a fractured state, endless power struggles, armed factions and a country fighting to hold itself together.
Yesterday, the people answered history.
They did not queue for ballots.
They did not shout slogans.
They simply came — in thousands.
From villages and cities, young and old gathered in a crowd too large to ignore, too silent to misread. Their presence alone carried the message: Libya remembers what it was promised — and what it received.
This was not nostalgia.
It was not endorsement.
It was remembrance — and judgment.
In Bani Walid, grief mixed with politics, and memory turned into resistance. The crowd spoke louder than any speech: that Libya’s story is unfinished, its wounds unhealed, and its demand for justice still alive.
Yesterday, Libya reminded the world —
It has not forgotten.
It has not moved on.
And it is still waiting.
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