The_burning

She was so young so,
Innocent
As I watched
Helplessly
As they bind her
Hands and feet
Rejected by all
and cursed
Like a demon
Caught and sentenced
For Witchcraft
She held her head
High
Too proud to look
Down
She faced her accusers
And was dragged
To her death
She welcomed it
Chained to her fate
Flames tasting her flesh
I heard her screams
Of anguish
The pain of her cries
The stench of burning
Her death surrounds me
Yet at the end
I smile
For despite my sadness
I knew she would be free
And accepted
In her arms.