​We are animals.

If the roots held the soil as such a child holds the blouse of a mother no matter the woman don smock or suit I would argue the brush shield the sun the same a brother the beatings or a friend the disparity.

Would that cause reason to say the leopard kills the same as the rich man takes from the poor or in the sense a man drinks to then push a pedal and steer.

Does God dip to the lowly feeling of man does he wonder or dream the same a farm animal wishes to run wild. Does God fall ill to the same sickness that rots in concrete pillars and realms that demolish land.

To put a lion in an office would be to put a chicken in soil and expect a tree.

Even within the kingdom of heaven we would still be thieves, animals wishing to kill. Surround a man with gold he would still long for dirt.

We are nothing at all.

A man who acts as such is equal to a mouse proclaiming to be king above the bear.