Judge and jury
Her executioner
Condemn the witch
Serve her up
For all to see
Cast your stones
Deliver your worst
Those without sin
Should be the first
God’s cautioning
At the stake she burns
Is there truth
In the lies
You’ll never be sure
The witch
Dies before you
Her voice won’t be heard
There will be no dying 'round here!
ReplyDeleteYour heart yields no solution, yet. This poem is powerful and demanding of truth. ox
ReplyDeleteBut like the Phoenix rising from the ashes...She will live to tell her story and you will be there to feel remorse for the sins that you have transgressed upon her. I love you girl! :)
ReplyDeletelove your style..... very well said ...but she rises from the ashes to show all she is pure and strong and can overcome those with hate in their souls.... Raine
ReplyDeleteThis says so much! I love it! xoxo
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