Bin Laden in Afghanistan
Becomes a superman
Surrounded by a seminary
Of like-minded young men
The Soviets are the enemy
Eventually they leave
And you are now a hero
But no enemy you perceive
But our life is being a warrior
The only trade we know
So enemies must be found
Jihad must have a show
Our life is now a battleground
Our daily work the gun
And we will keep on working
Until the setting sun
Those warriors of Allah
I saw upon the screen
Reminded me of seminary
All following one dream
All dressed alike in garments long
All wanting to agree
All singing out the same old song
To their God they bend the knee
The uniform the common mind
The uniformity
The lack of others to disagree
No femininity
Compacted compound cordoned off
No influence brought to bear
The narrow world the narrowed mind
And none just no fresh air
Brian Fahy
7 September 2021
Erris Poetry 