Momentary Despair

Witches, Battles

 

 

The young witch paled at the thought,

slumping in her chair,

she nodded weakly after she fought

the fear that she could hear,

they were coming, she sensed them near,

in the vicinity, they roamed,

she suppressed a sigh,

Man’s cynicism and distrust for witches were justified,

dark magic is what she would teach,

and death she thought was beyond her reach,

but she was wrong,

their will was strong,

she thought she didn’t care

as she seemed to have recovered

from her momentary despair.

Reviews

[Hisou_Tenshi]

I really like that poem. Witches are interesting, but the horrible judgements of witches seems a bit off place. Okay, more then a bit. I've been told that people fear what they cannot understand and because they fear it, they eliminate it. You did a good job with the poem. I hope I can read more like that one. Thank you.