Witch Hunt
by Alastair Adamson
I am innocent
I am innocent
Please release me,
for I am innocent
Before that day in front ofThe Magistrate
I swear I had never seen those girls before
I know not their names nor ages
Where they live or their families
I am innocent
All today the axes spoke
Rough discourses with each tree felled
There is but one punishment for the crime
I have been accused of
And my memory replays the sickly odor
It's dark in here
I am innocent
The axes stopped,
the oxen stopped
Time stopped
And upon the conflicting testimonies
Of three young ladies
I was led to the pyre
For the blasphemous crime
Of Witchcraft...