Fate Sealed By Our Own Hands
With the hands of greed
Fate becomes quite signed and sealed.
With a heart that is undermined
By the concepts aquired
Which one makes them their own fire
Based on the findings of those who
Sincerely searched for higher truth.
Interpretations that fit one's enmity
Planted by seeds of temerity
They become like worms
To the universe
Affected by the chaos
They have mercilesslly caused
To its own balance.
And so Osama
Your fate was sealed long ago
Upon you and those who sought
To protect you, corrupted sheep
By your hands of greed.
By CarolineCécile
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