Witch Trials

You claimed to not be part of the crowd you hung around

wanting to gain the knowledge of those you were told

that you were supposed to be like minded.

You followed them blindly

a child knows no better of course

and painted me the villain in the village

all because I find power by the moon

and you

from finding your identity within someone foolish enough

to want you around.

Maybe,

Miraculously,

Magic can help you see your truth,

but you are unworthy.

Burn me at the stake if it helps you find your faith

history will always repeat itself.

Secrets were uncovered one day though

your crowd no longer want you around

and have shunned your existence in the village.

Your witch trails have just begun,

but remember

you started this.