I Am A Wicca

I proudly stand before you
With my head up to the skies
I stare at the world anew
I stare at my life, its not through

I am a proud Wicca
I am the daughter of the moon
Blessed to explore this world
To change it at my will

Though you do not accept me
For you think my magic is dark
You know I cam capable of secret murder
You know I am superior to you

So tie my hands tightly
With rope, I do not care
Stand me up with my sisters
Throw a rope around our necks

Read to us our convictions
Curse us with your words of hate
Scream and pound your fists in fury
Dare say we will burn in hell

Yes, we are terrified
We know it will hurt a lot
When you whip us with lashes of fire
When you light our flesh aglow

But I will stand proud and tall
I will scream in pain and terror
I will show you what I am
A Wicca,
A goddess
A daughter
Your breath
Your sun and night

Watch your beloved burn before your eyes
Raise your voice in happy celebration
The wicked witch is dead
Hooray….

But a fool you are
That is for sure
For whatever is cast upon us,
Is three times back to you