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You there, the girl in the fire
eyes full of fear and angry desire
why are you there, I must inquire?
in a position so fatal and so alarmingly dire
She is a witch, or so they say
in league with darkness, fearing the day
I cry, how so has she lost her way
full of faith that will never decay
She worships the devil or so they lie
this falsehood she must deny
yet her voice is choked, she cannot cry
so I must watch, helpless, while she will die
My sister, not of blood, is now dead
before her first child, before she is wed
for the Goddess, her blood was shed
she followed full of faith where She led
Years ago, many suffered this
some when an elder, some before the sun's first kiss
they died in the dying embers hiss
all of them we shall miss
So accept us for not our religion but ourself
don't judge by poverty, nor by enormous wealth
even when some are slow and some with great stealth
judge us not by religion or even health

Comments (4 Comments)
- SilvertongueSagittarius - 06/05/2010
- Nice concept. But try doing non rhyming poetry. Rhyming makes it seem too cutesy at times and that kills the point of a poem like this
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- iBrok3n_Soul - 03/02/2009
- Great job! I love how you told the story in a poem and it even ryhmed. Again, great job! smile
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- the_super_bleeder - 07/27/2008
- love the message, some people are wayy too judgemental
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- maddog012 - 07/27/2008
- u are very deep minded.
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