The shops now closed, we see bright Xmas lights
Joy to children and adults alike
For many are the savage ,evil sights
We’ve seen upon our screens in these dark nights
Yet France and Britain warred a hundred years
Our soldiers ravished women left alone.
A hundred years of terror laid out bare
Joan’s sister raped and klled despite her groans
Even Joan was not safe from such men
She did no wrong ,defending bitter France
But churchmen got her tried by word and pen.
And burned through her Christ’s body in their trance.
God needs not more human sacrifice
Humans kill ;it is our “virtuous ” vice.










