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!