God Washes Us All Into the Rocks

God washes us all into
the rocks,
Let’s at least shatter
into interesting
shapes.

You and I smash and splinter
on the same volcanic boulder yet
I become an executioner,
and you,
a doctor.

This one becomes a prophet
another,
a lunatic.

Humans have not created anything
which does not exist in nature.
Our species is atomic fission
gone critical mass
in slow motion mass extinction.

Each generation perfects the
art, of annihilating the
next.