likes jericho the walls are tumbling
the people cheer and the flames
came like an axe crashing down on my head
the metaphorical noose tied tight
the doors locked until daylight
a witch they called me, malicious and vile
for being a healer, for helping
for cheating death of its prey
forgive me for sinning
for letting them live another day
in dawn’s early light i stand, condemned
they point, jeer, laugh. how easily they forget
who it was they turned to in their hour of need.
The torch is lit.
If she lives, it is by the will of God.
(In this world, or the next).
ashes to ashes
REPENT YOUR SINS!