Osama, Dead

We failed Father.
How so, Son?
They assassinated him.
Yes, I know.
You've said nothing.
What's to say?
Justice wasn't served.
I know.
It was vengeance.
I thought vengeance was mine.
I thought justice was mine.
Yes, from me.
We failed.
I gave him the Q'uran.
I gave them the Way.
I gave all of them free will.
Sometimes they leave themselves with no right choice.
I suppose it's my fault.
... And mine.
My child is dead to me.
... And so are so many others.

©2011, John A. Mills