A town struck with famine
As thier daily catch suddenly disappeared
An omnipresent wave of fear
That even the waves couldn't wash away
Man looked for explanation
And found it simple to be
There's a witch in our town
Whose curse brings us disease
A hunt for the hag took place
Until they found thier victim
A frail old woman named Cora
With dark eyes and a crooked smile
As a test for proof
They threw her in the ocean
To see if she would drown
But she floated
Condemned a witch,
She was tied to a tree
And a torch was lit
The embers lowered near the tree
Her death it may seem
But the skies disapproved with a hiss of black
A lightning bolt from the gods
Struck down upon her
And when the light dissipated
She was gone, but there was a mark, a word, burned to remember: CORA
BINABASA MO ANG
My Poems
PoetryInspiration sources at random times From dawn to dusk My mind whirls with thoughts Ideas embedded onto paper and screens Memories captured within words As time progresses So does my talent Words form into poesies Poesies form into poetry And poetry...
