Longer than expected he lived
But longer he remains dead
A female,
Bullet-holed all over her skin
Her body the bullet proof of the male combatant
Osama’s son being bombed to heaven
Just like the twin towers on Septmebr eleven
The globe spinning
The atmosphere changing.
Leaders changing, others falling
NATO Royal Airforce tornadoes targeting,
Libya’s dockyard facilities. Israel vowing,
Never to return to 1967 borders. Netanyahu to Obama in White
House lecturing.
Gaddaffi’s military installations loosening,
SADC Troika on Mugabe tightening
Strauss Khan a hotel maid sexually assaulting:
The Next-French-President tag falling
Pakistan Taliban, Al Qaeda and Saudi Arabia brushing
Tears from their sombre mourning
Faces from morning till morning
Osama: The Afghan Tora Bora fugitive
Equator of democracy to idolatry
America’s headache since Bush
Now that he is dead
Al Qaeda is sad
In Abbottabad as the chopper pierced
The tense, masses fled
The dollar rose,
Oil fell
Stocks rose,
Gold fell.
Economics or Politics?
International law or law of internationals?
