They gathered in the depths of the forest
Whispering incantations that only they understood
Stirring their cauldrons and tossing in their witches’ brew
A cup full of righteousness, a pinch of hypocrisy and a packet
Full of lies, a twist of malice and a bowl full of envy.
Jealousy’s
Scarlet desires
Fuel the sticks and the bones
Of witches brew calling your name
Beware!