I dreamt I was visiting Heaven

There was a riot going on.
The entire city in an uproar.
Glass shattered all over the Golden streets.
Children, hiding under their mother's wings.

Nobody knew where God was.

In the middle of the city,
In an otherwise empty park
stood a large monument
to the Son and his chariot.

It was there,
at the feet of our savior,
I watched this angel
set their wings on fire.

The sign by their feet
in crudely written black marker, read:

“In solidarity with my brothers:
Who will burn forever for sins
I didn't have the freedom to commit.”