My problem with rainbows

I saw the perfect bow the other day. The entire thing. The bow, the arc and the bow again.

But the problem is, I couldn't enjoy it as I thought I would.
After a vengeful crushing out of not just humanity, but a mass extinction of biodiversity (which had nothing to do with what the humans were doing at that time), there is a promise and a rainbow.
It sounds to me though, pretty much something like bringing your girlfriend flowers and chocolates after a particularly nasty argument, not to mention the collateral damage of obliterating her pooch, her goldfish, her pet hamster, and that boa she keeps in the bathtub.
Ok, she deserved the argument in the first place, because of the way she's been acting recently, and on and off, she does well with a pretty good telling off.
But...flood the earth, and then make a promise? Burn her house down, drown her parents and sisters, and then say never again?
I know I'm contrary, but I just can't enjoy a rainbow as I suppose I should.

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