Pepper Spraying God

I like to think there's a few gentle gems still left amidst all the clanging slag beauty and shine amidst the blue of suffering and selfishness. The anti-divine my-my how we're fond of comparing: fashion gods skin tones collections of things so willing to kill each other for oil cocoa leaves political differences pink meat... Until we evolve, it's better to separate than kill one another. Just the other day a man was stoned to death for being gay. Another, beaten, a few breaths shy of death for wearing a MAGA hat. Devils sashay bloody streets-eating innocents-pepper spraying God. Time to separate and pray-that blaze gives way to more gentle embers.