Killing Gods

A good man told me once we are all children of God
and if you look deep into my eyes
you would see through the dust and dirt
clouding the vision of this morning sky

Now I wake not to the sound of bells
but the smell of sweat running along this rolling countryside
and these silent roads like after an argument
with my brother on the way to school

As I pass my neighbours house
he is carrying the burden between his shoulders
whilst trying to cut it free
no matter how sharp the tool he cant reach it

He is killing himself slowly and I cry for him
I want to hold his hand and whisper in his ear
please sir we are both made in the likeness of God
I know you and you know me

So please look into my eyes
wipe the sweat and dirt from this crimson sky
and be so kind and tell me friend
are you killing Gods by destroying the likeness of yourself?