You walk to the middle of the field
Your eyes behold a horrible sight upon the hill.
The dew covered ground
Soaks the hem of your gown
The roster crows and the bells toll.
It’s time for their demise
A man in black walks ups carrying a book
You look upon the rising sun
Knowing this is their last one.
This bringer of death in his priestly attire gives the signal
A fear grips you as the fires breath to life
Their screams rip the air
You know you must never tell.
The evil that is done can’t be stopped
It is a dark age and it’s the height of it.
Even the mornings seem darker some how.
The priest speaks in a loud condemning voice
Chills run down your spin
“Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live”
The flames climb higher, the screams are louder.
You're trapped by the sight.
The bodies are cut down now blackened and charred
You can’t even tell who they were.
As they are carried down people spit on their bodies
You hear one say “Death is punishment for their sins”.
You turn and walk away
As the remaining few bow their heads to pray.
You whisper a prayer of your own
Dear Goddess don’t let them know.
the world is not a safe place for a witch.
Author notes
I know all the uproar and stuff about the burning times and the arguments about who was persecuted, but either way who ever it was one can not deny that followers of the Goddess Religion were amoung those. So please don't post a long speech condeming me for writing this poem its a poem its meant to be enjoyed by the reader not argued over. Either way I hope that you like the poem regardless of your views about that time in history.
Please tell me what you think
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I think that its wonderful and there is a lot of truth it it.
I'll be honest, i grow angry when other religions talk about their persecution as if it where superior. I feel like what was done to others is worse in away, because people refuse to admit that it happened and that they are wrong. they still have that mentality to and this poem makes me think about that.
sorry for my rant, i really love your poem.
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Such a senseless time in history. I had tears well up as I read this
The world can be so evil to those that they do not understand!! Excellent write
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It is a Beautiful Poem my Sister, It Makes me Tear up when I read it, it Remembers those Died in that Age.
all deaths Wrong in that Age. It Truly was a Dark age when Woman were afraid to be themselves. Too many senceless deaths I think Brava Brava my sister.
Blessed Be..
Dreamweaver
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