Witch Hunt

Jealousy surrounded
A grounded young
Lady
Tall in stature
Full of grace
A smile that weakened
The hardest of face;
Her knowledge of
Nature’s cures
Removed pain
Softened a dire place
Of servile fortitude
Maltreated
By brotherly ignorance
Awaiting a leg up
Fortune’s spinning wheel;
Until one day
Her flaming tresses
Incited otherwise repressed
Passions
Unable to contain
Itself
Smarted by rejection
Pointed a finger
Proclaiming
You’re a witch!
A black and white
Still seen today
Hadn’t the balls
To look
As flame hair
Tresses
Tangled groomed
Hemp
That took my
Great-Great-Great
Granny away!

Witch Hunt

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Joined February 2008

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