Poems For The Paranormal

Pagan Rite

We must rise

To the occasion

While Angels are weak

And Daemons are strong

We are the Pagans

Don't be fooled

By the Christians

Standing tall

They call us evil

But don't believe

Because they have a grudge

Against the Magicks

Pagans are kind

We really are

But don't be fooled

By the Angel's Scar

We rise

To this occasion

To take back

What is really ours

The Pain we spent

Over the Grimoir deep

To seek the spell

To sing and speak

Our cauldron bubbles

But don't get confused

With those stereotypes

We are nice

We are kind

We worship the sky

With the earth,

The seas,

And the fire

We love

We laugh

We care

We die

We live like you do

Only we believe

In Mother Earth

And take care of her

Just the same

You must do the same

Only different all the ways

Why spread lies

And then you hide

To fear something you not know

Why think

That we are evil

Because you were told

Take your time learning

What you do not know

So you can say evil

But you will learn

We have nothing to hide

We do not take side

We love our god and goddess

We will teach you

In our ways

Then you can say

Who is wrong