The Crucible The talk of witchcraft is in the air Judges coming from here and there To judge people based on mere children To think, they can be such heathens People hanged of all ages Treated like unwanted savages With the love of John for his wife It still cost him his life He had an affair with young Abby Who would take Elizabeth's life quite happily The blame of witchcraft was passed around like a plague Lies of witchcraft so others will gain The judges held their heads up high Not wanting to believe they fell for such lies Mary Warren, following that of which she knew was wrong Yet still with lies, with Abby she chose to go along Not wanting to be the next they turn against Many people for the charge of witchcraft, to death they were sentenced In the end, the moment of truth For John to decide how he wants this to be through Would he die an honorable death Or beside his wife in shame should he rest To give up his name, that of which he has earned Or to die and let his pride be returned The thought of letting his children walk around with a disgraced name Thinking that brought him great shame He chose to keep his head held high He chose not to let them take his pride Hale cried for Elizabeth to save her husband's life Head held high, Proctor said good-bye to his wife He walked up onto the platform with two dear friends And let his shame be put to an end |