They call us witches
So let’s set ourselves ablaze
If they turn away
We’ll just watch each other burn
They say we’re useless
So let’s make ourselves lame
If they watch us crawl
On our neighbours we will turn
They say we have no morals
So let’s behave in sinful ways
If they think they know us
Then we’ll lend truth to their lies
They call us cowards
So let’s point away the blame
If they point right back
We’ll elect ourselves their spies
What they tell us
We’ll make true
What they give us
We’ll make do
Whatsoever they might make us
We will make each other, too
That first stanza got me. It was so captivating and strange, and the rest of the poem sustained that. Very powerful.
Thank you. There’s a lot of conviction behind the words, a lot of force from my side of the page. I’m glad to hear it comes through.