The Poem reads:
Swinging from a man-made rope
Or roasting on a bed of wood;
Cruel judgement tore away the hope
Increasing the wrath of "common good"
And still today we see the sky
Lighting up, 'cos those who could
Ignited another witch todie.
Nighttime hides the ones who come,
Justice cloaking sinners sly:
Uneasiness to the beat of Hitler's drum
Sounding out fears ill-founded;
'Though what good can come from
Innocent and soul divided?
Condemned by their peers,
Every victim's life upended,
Silenced by the age-old fears
Of spells cast and poisons evil.
Fleeing the taunts and angry jeers -
Mass hysteria caused upheaval-
Often suspects flee from kin
Darkened by mentation medieval
Evading torture to begin
Rebuilding lives and dreams beside
Neighbours too accused of sin.
Day after day, far and wide,
Across the plains of ground and time,
Yesterday has been denied
When the sinless fall to impossible crime;
Ignorance is no longer bliss.
Tolling bells together chime
Cacophonies of laws remiss -
Heralding the killing spree.
Hunts of witches cause this
Unfair disregard for history
Nullifying the need to pray.
These injustices of witch hunts can be
Seen in societies of modern day.
copyright 2008 by M.M.W. (Marjolein Wouters)