Black Feathers Fly
Black shadows fly.
(In the 17th c many women were falsely accussed of being witches. Many were banished and more were burnt at the stake. Of course none of them were witches but due to ignorance and intolerance by so called educated clergy, the women werefalsly accused and condemned to die).
Like black rain over the meadow grass
Crows hover amid cackle and harsh laugh
To feed on seed of tomorrows harvest
Leaving us all with meagre leavings.
There they stood with gowns flapping
Like black wing of flocking crows
Cackling in judgement sober and stern
To deprive us of life and liberty.
Caged in a dungeon cold and dark
Beneath the kirks lofty roof
Without water and our daily bread
Were starved and scared into confession.
With false witness we were condemned
Sentenced before a trial took place
Tied to a stake and burned alive
Our souls travelled into paradise.
On Orkneys verdant green grass,
Graze our kye and our yowes
Since time began has it been thus
Shadows float black in sky above.
(C) Andrew McIntyre.2015.
Copyright © Andrew McIntyre | Year Posted 2016