4th October is National Poetry Day; this poem was first presented to Mid Kent Stanza on the 2nd October 2018. Our task was to use folklore, and the poem is inspired by the book The Last Days of Magic by Mark Tompkins, and by the cruel Witchfinder General, who caused havoc and betrayed society.
Rumour minus Reality equals Conditioning
So it starts…
gentle knock on door - oak soaks tough skin
Rat-a-tat-tat –
Machine gun sound - echoes Centuries to come
Typical small man - wearing same eyes
human ears, hands
Feet, tongue which slips - fizzes the air
Keeps belief in mother - Earth binds the whole
Not in unproven
Unseen – omnipotent
Lies spill from bewitched - enemy or saviour?
Unholy man; a wizard
Tried for heresy
Ancient fizzing air falls - like rain for his tears
an end of magic
Buried underground
The blasphemer who floats - washes away no sin
dunked and hanged
By the bona fide devil
Senseless thunderous rage - diminishes mortal power
Believe in a book
Then burn all libraries
Still we remain - Centuries later
the door Still rattling
as another life expires
Zac Thraves is a writer and performer living in Kent. www.nadiemaan.weebly.com - @28thraves
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