The Day Osama Died.

Dead. Forgotten. Scorned.

Sad. Aggrieved.

The whole world is clapping at your paraded body.
Are you smiling ?
Looking down to us.
To the very least you have done your covenance.
Valiant.

Were you begulf with joy at the thought of meeting your Creator ?

I dunno about them.

But at the abyss of melancholy is where I -
Inside looking out.

Jazakallah.

Ya Mujaheedin. Ya Syuhada'.

"Think not of those who are slain in Allah's way as dead. Nay, they live, finding their sustenance in the presence of their Lord" (3:169)