Guilty of Black Magic

A Poem by theOsiePosie

Without a man
Bound to insignificance
Like a repelling magnet

Alone and unloved
My companion was my sister
My sister was struck by the plague

I was the one to cure her
But my mind was not a home for knowledge
Nor was it capable of torture

But her life flying to paradise
Labelled me dammed by the devil
I was accused of black magic

My home wanted my life
So I ran for clear skies
But the skies were chased by clouds

They hunted me down
And captured my being
My being became their toy

My blood was stolen
Through their vile scratches
But to their eyes I was not clean

My soul was not pure
So it was drowned
But it knew how to swim

They put me behind iron
Trapped, alone and unloved
I waited to be put below grass

They let me free
With their hands around my throat
But their strength was poor

I was just breathing
But that was enough
To be put to fire

Knotted to the stake
Surrounded by straw
Lit from all angles

My life was engulfed by flames
I could not rescue myself
Because I was not a witch.