Witch Hunt - Found Poem from the Crucible

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Wake Up!
Majesty! Majesty!
We goin’ to Barbados!
A pair of bluebirds wingin’ southerly…
The two of us.

Tears have faded in the eyes of the accuser
There is no justice left.

You are pulling Heaven down
And raising up a w****!

A fire
A fire is burning!
I hear the boot of Lucifer,
I see his filthy face!
And it is my face,
And yours,
Danforth!

Tears have faded in the eyes of the accuser
There is no justice left.

It’s the proper morning to fly into Hell.
Oh it be no Hell in Barbados.
Devil,
Him be pleasureman in Barbados,
Him be singin’ and dancin’ in Barbados.

Tears have faded in the eyes of the accuser
There is no justice left.

There be many that confessed…
There be many that confessed…
There be many that confessed.

What would you have me do?
As you will, I would have it.

Do what you will.
But let none be your judge.

What would you have me do?
There be many that confessed…
Many…
That…
Confessed.

It were a fearsome man.

We goin’ to Barbados,
Soon the Devil gits here with the
Feathers
And the
Wings…





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