Witch of the Future

High above the lonely village
The witch of the future sits
In her lonely grotto
The children stay away
parents' tales of her 'crimes'
fresh in their young minds

stay away children! she will hurt you!
stay away children! She will eat you!
stay away children! She will kill you!
stay away children! She will change you!
stay away children! she will corrupt you!

The witch prays nightly for the village below
Hands clasped and eyes shut tight
She sees the immintent death and destruction ahead
She sees the suffering
She sees the anguish
She sees the despair

The visions become too much
She must warn the people before they are mush!
She descends from her cavernous home
And is drowned out by cries of hate.
Stones and bricks and blades are brandished

But before the stones are cast
the jaws clamp down
In an instant all is viscera
Voices cry out and are silenced

Stricken with grief the witch flees
As the death machine rolls on
Hours pass and alas she's falters and falls
Her once hurried movements reduced to a pitiful crawl
In a hidden grove she curls into a ball
And weeps until the rise of the morning sun

In isolation there is safety.
In isolation there is freedom
In isolation there is numb comfort


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