Witch Trial Poem by Adam Latham

Witch Trial



Burn, Burn, Burn,
Each devil bride in turn,
Heat the flesh,
Let blisters be
Blood red in their entirety.

Purge sin and demon inside out,
For inward peace without a doubt
Is found in plumes
As fire consumes,
It's what our faith is all about.

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