E.N. Kidu

I should have fed you flesh when I had the
Chance; you might have then been
A diamond-back god, not one to
Take such vegetation for granted or
Become an arsonist at a cleric's request.
But in lieu of greater effigies
Now we shall make do with you: we shall
Light up the pagan synagoges, pour
Iodine over lamb's feet and
Let ourselves be feasted upon by the wild
[the] boars of your fate.