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Before you read this poem, please be aware I am not insulting anyone's beliefs, I am stating how I feel today.
Bin Laden dead! The papers cry the news
which flashes round the world as fast as light,
the Television shows such happy scenes
as people dance and laugh and weep with joy.
Yet this is not the devil killed and gone
and every evil dead, all the terrors
that once were done in his religion’s name
were not done by an isolated man.
The head is gone, fear now this hydra’s child
with sprouting neck that grows redoubled then
and fights more fiercely yet. This activist
for all his flaws, was just a normal man
no super villan guiding mindless hoards.
Nor was his call the only battle cry
for death to those who will not live his way
and so commit to his restricting creed.
Where are we now? We have a man who’s dead,
and yet two thousand years ago it’s said
another man was crucified because
he went against the teachings firmly held
as God’s own truth and way by priests of old.
The difference? A Holy flame, a birth
foretold, the spirit of our God we’re told,
I am not qualified to judge by words
who is and who is not God’s chosen one
I see a man, who once was someone’s son,
has died for something that he felt was right.
I fear that only grief and pain can come
from death like this, no peace while hate lives on.