Witch Hunt

 Centuries ago, women suspected of witchcraft
 Almost always met a fiery end
 This brutal practiced seemed daft
 As rules for proving witchcraft would never bend

Women with a mole or a scar
 Is all the proof they needed
 It was really quite bizarre
 As common sense was never heeded

Torturous methods were used to force a confession
 This of course would seal the woman's fate
Witches seemed to be their obsession
 No mercy came at any rate

 Echoes linger where injustice once thrived
 As history turns its faded page
 For many justice is still deprived
 Are we moving from or toward a darker age?

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