Submitted by:Duckie3372@aol.com
This is an untitled poem from an unknown author.
Long ago and far away
We worked by night and hid by day
We could not in the open go
For the church did hate us so
They feared us for our power was true
Because our magic they couldn't do
And so they cried with evil smirks, "let's burn them
all, tis devils work"
So burn they did and tortured too, but still we
managed to come through
Now we work our rites as of old, now in the open free and bold
and so today our path is free to worship lord and lady
We did not fade nor go away
We told the world we're here to stayBack to Main Page