A poem on the death of Osama Bin Laden. Also a reply to this prompt: [link]
on this picture:
(do I need a premium account to link thumbs?)
which, I realise is a bit overdue or something. Still, I was looking at this, and thinking of the death of Osama and the celebrations of people.
I'm not pointing any fingers. Poetic critiques and thoughts requested, as well as political opinions and bitchiness. I will probably be editing this a bit one of these days, I feel (lol) as if it is missing an element of connectivity.