Holy War

"What does a Holy War look like to you? Is it men waving Islam and machine guns like weapons on horseback? Is it young women and boys strapped down with explosives...?"

"Tell me, what does Holy War look like to you?"

"To me it's children filled with propaganda, weeping for dead relatives, who grow up to hate."

The retried agent merely shook his head, staring into the baby blue eyes of his captor, marveling at his pale skin.

"Why, my Son?"

"Because, I became "radicalized" to fight against your lies..."

And, the walls were splattered in red, white, and blue.