Young Witches Buried In Shallow Graves

In the Middle Ages
witchcraft was wide-spread;
young witches were buried
in shallow graves.

The angry bard was also a monk and defended the Church,
" No witches of any age will be roaming in Catholic Florence
and allowed to practise their magic by the glow of the torch! "
From the pulpit he made his voice rise and broke the silence.

He felt the presence of the other witches who gathered 
outside the church; he trembled a little, but continued 
his speech of condemnation that to them wasn't eloquent,
" Go to sleep and never rise again " was the loud chant.  

All seemed peaceful on that Good Friday with the rain falling,
the bells of the basilica tolled to mourn the crucified Christ;
the altar was draped in purple, the glass windows were dark,  
the parishioners waited, the bard never came to the mourning.

" Mourn the barn's death! Christ forgave all sinners, he did not!"
" He burned them at the stake not as criminals but as heretics!"
" We'll protest and revenge their death so inhuman and unjust!"
The witches' chant was louder than the lament of the believers.    
 

Written on 5/31/2016

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016



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