All that glitters sure aint gold,

Like the pitchforks coming down the road.

All the fires,

Burning, burning.

You ordered the witch hunt,

But you didn’t think they’d come for you.

You ordered the witch hunt,

But I only ever spoke my truth.

Unlike you.

I didn’t hide how I live my life,

I’m an open book on display.

If you wanted answers turn the page,

Keep reading, reading, reading.

You ordered the witch hunt,

But you were the one who cast a spell.

You ordered the witch hunt,

Cause I broke free from you.

I cast a spell of truth.

~ Catherine Gunther 17.11.2017