Stillgood Stories

Hello these are just random things i think.

After hundreds of centuries of brutal conflict, the peoples of the Earth have at last united in service of one sole God: a God of pity. He writhes in endless torment under untold miles of soil and stone, His only temporary respite in the empowerment of those who live in his image, those who live in oppression and despair. Mankind has now devoted its whole industrial might to that end, and through the alleviation of His agony, has unburdened itself from much of its own, finding itself in a world of astonishing prosperity - miles-high towers, clean - almost free - energy, and cars that regard one another as no more than gusts of wind. At long last, Utopia has been realized. This is the story of the man who doubted it.

Just a short Shakespearean Sonnet about a creepy color.