If I had a cosmic gavel,
I would chip away the rough edges
of every monarch and politician,
such as their territorial incursions,
their inordinate desire for military aggression,
their race for lethal armaments,
their inherited urge for colonialism,
their cultivated skill of turning a blind eye to corruption,
their sadistic pleasure in imposing censorship,
their patriarchal urge to bully women,
and their propensity to overlook racial prejudices.
The outcome would be blocks of ashlar
that boast flawless moral precision.