Peppers in the Sand

​They dropped peppers in the sand
And they started clawing at each other, tooth and nail
For scraps that were meant to keep them alive
Mothers killed their daughters
And fathers burned their sons
Because of the differences in their flesh’s tolerance of the sun
 
They picked up all the peppers
And everything was calm
Paradise in heaven was known to everyone on earth
Then they sprinkled salt
And all the fighting returned the same
Everyone thought they were dying for nothing more than rain
 
Then they stopped sprinkling
And all lived in harmony
All had enough of food, shelter, and prosperity
Daughters grew to be mothers
Sons grew to be fathers
And all the children grew up to be care-takers of villages
That lasted for eternity