This is a free verse that's clearly written without a rhyme but a simple theme which is pure tradition of either animal sacrifice or human sacrifice.
The poem speaks of the aftermath of this sacrifice which comes yearly, it's as if there's a kind of fireworks and celebration, then booze and wine and merriment as well.
The scenarios seems elation, but deep down I could feel the hysteria of this cultural practice, it's probably a native American setting or African.
It's a beautiful poem that centres on blood sacrifices.
Brilliantly written my friend wow and I love the theme, an inspiration to my new poem.
It was actually a misdirect ;) What I was describing was actually a festival here, but I see how you arrived at that. Good try though, bud! I like where your mind went, and it's only a testament to how imaginative you are. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and for the lovely compliment!
Wow what a misdirect! I think I overestimated the verse a lot really, so I interpreted it to festival ritual really 😀😀😀
I'm glad I was able to conceal the truth! It was hard knowing I had very perceptive readers!