Blood dripped into the blood banks
      of brutish brutality.
Groaning gouts of gore grasping for
       gust of life.
Ritual incantations buzzed along
      the bunker of blood like the
      whooshing sound of a gopher
      snake.

Cauldron of ritual sheltered
      cauldron of extinction.
Gourd of sacrifice raised tentacles
      of trials
Over the Galileans' blood.
Innocent blood mingled with
      sacrifice.

But were they sinners?
Din of disapproval cleared the
      coast of doubt.
Nay !