Rise Up, Witch
(Happy National Poetry Month!)
Do not allow Those without Enchantment Mystery Shadow To frighten you into Submission Contrary to what They say, Submission is Capitulation Giving in is Not an option Giving up is Untenable Lift the heavy Veil of Decrepitation Mediocrity Vileness Rise up, Witch Change the Trajectory of Mood Ground Wind Sound Rise up, Witch Shift the Consciousness Through Self Aura Spirit Rise up, Witch Gather herbs For balms Salves Poultices Rise up, Witch Cast the Spells of Love Joy Laughter Rise Up, Witch No one can touch The occult The ancestral endowment Buried deep Within your marrow No one comes close Their fear is thick Your power cuts through And Sovereignty Seeps out
