Witch Hunt by Alastair Adamson
I am innocent
I am innocent
Please release me, for I am innocent
Before that day in front of
The Magistrate
I swear I had never seen those girls before
I know not their names nor ages
Where they live or their families
I am innocent
All today the axes spoke
Rough discourses with each tree felled
There is but one punishment for the crime
I have been accused of
And my memory replays the sickly odor
It's dark in here
I am innocent
The axes stopped, the oxen stopped
Time stopped
And upon the conflicting testimonies
Of three young ladies
I was led to the pyre
For the blasphemous crime
Of Witchcraft
I am innocent
Please release me, for I am innocent
Before that day in front of
The Magistrate
I swear I had never seen those girls before
I know not their names nor ages
Where they live or their families
I am innocent
All today the axes spoke
Rough discourses with each tree felled
There is but one punishment for the crime
I have been accused of
And my memory replays the sickly odor
It's dark in here
I am innocent
The axes stopped, the oxen stopped
Time stopped
And upon the conflicting testimonies
Of three young ladies
I was led to the pyre
For the blasphemous crime
Of Witchcraft
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This was written on the occasion of the latest Presidential embarrassment. To be fair, I put myself in his shoes, and rolled back 307 years...to Salem Village.
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I loved your poem because I am currently studying the Salem Witch Trials at school and your poem helped me to step into their shoes nad understand how difficult it must have been to watch your neighnour testify against you, how glad I am that I was not alive in that time. Keep up the good work. ! - charlie |
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I couldn't agree with this more, I myself could go on and on about how wrong the Witch Trials were.......... very well done! - Raven |
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Very moving piece... I f he keeps writing like this he will go far... - Kitty |
