"Puritan Justice"

We saw the gallows From the assembly place ..roll...call... Three witches in chains--- The servant, A sad-eyed angel child, An old medicine woman. Out of the trial came, The verdict. All eyes were on the angel. She was almost calm, biting her lips. The gallows threw its melancholy shadows over her. Three victims… Mounted together onto chairs… Three necks… Placed within the nooses. ‘’Curse you all!’’ the two cried. The innocent child ---Silent--- ‘’Where is God?’’ I asked Three chairs tipped over The sun setting One rope still moved One child still---alive--- This child struggled through--- life and death--- A voice inside me answered Here she is --- Hanging on the gallows---