Our Enemies Clothes

The thread of Islamic extremism is woven fine with what seems the mysterious sinews best known for the seams of the kings new clothes, bared by all who could see beyond the pall of reinforced reasoning. Listen well and the poets of the funny pages will muse us into a comfortable slumber. Sleep my pretties. Darkness awaits and your dreams will carry you like a carpet in a sand storm away back to the future of your just aspirations. Daddy can’t hurt you anymore. The courts have staid his steady hand and mommy loves you. No harm can come to you because you only reap what you sow and so you know you only get what you deserve and daddies gettin’ burned for being unnerved.