Baring their teeth

They are baring their teeth

Warriors adorned
With splendid plaits
And intricate robes
Ferocious wild
Fighting their foes
Enemies adversaries
In the fields swathed
In woollen wisps
Baring their teeth
Savage, wily after the battle
Cheering while raiding
Territories and sacred temples
Encumbered with treasure
And monks
Bereft of earthly pleasure
Praying against pagans
Hanging like monkeys
On branches bleeding
From sacrifices to
Multiple Gods
Cheering while raiding
With flagons of ale
Cheering
To w****s scratching
Their scarred souls
Human despite their evil thoughts

Their sly, pukish grins
Makes me shudder
Makes me shed my skin
A blade of their sharp tongues
Cuts open my thighs and
Etches welts into my flesh
Gushing with blood
Cooling me down
I won't utter a sound
I am purified
Unlike the Queen
Ascending the holy hill
I heavily thud on the ground
Caressing my palms
My eyes hypnotized
Victory out of sight
I am reconciled with dirt
Imbibing my spat curse