Osama bin Laden is dead.

Shot in the back of his head,

Even as he pled.

9-11 was all his fault.

Killed with no mercy or halt,

He was buried beneath the salt.

An eye for an eye.

He thought he was sly,

But it was his turn to die.

He was shot to the ground.

Confused and confound,

Death had him bound.

He tried to run, he tried to hide.

Al Queda will stand by his side,

But they will fail without a guide.

This is when we stand as one.

The battle may be done,

But the war has not been won.