Looking for a warm face
In a sea of coldness
There is fear in her heart
But courage on her face
They came to her home
Banged on her door, dragged her out
They accused her
She denied it
Now she is here
The executioner lifts his hand
The crowd, silenced, draws in their breath
The woman closes her eyes...
and waits to die
The
hand
falls
Torches are lit
Are thrown towards her
Flames engulf her
She screams
She is free.
October 22, 1999
