Blood oranges

Marmalade  of oranges  of blood
Jam made from tomatoes ,such good food
Braised  lambs’ tongues with onions and God

Strip the bones of all the pilgrims good
Make your bed and lie about on wood
Marmalade  of oranges  like blood

Martyr the old priest   and stew  the dude
Let the menstrual flow  be shown  to goad
Braised  lambs’ tongues with onions, he said?

Cannibals, we never understood
Yet we have warred sans pity when well fed
Oh,marmalade  ,oh oranges  of blood

In the trenches ,men died in the mud
Others drowned in grief as if they should
Braised  lambs’ tongues with onions,M’ lud?

Sheep may gaze,Hiroshima, the dead
Did you take brief notes of  all you read?
Marmalade  of oranges  and blood
The tongues of Babel made the world go mad