burning times

The Burning Times

An estimated 60,000 to 90,000
Mostly women accused of witchcraft
Tortured into false confessions
Slaughtered with wanton impunity
In the 150 years of the Burning Times
Insane decades, rife with superstitions
High Times for cold blooded psychopaths
Ecstasies of inflicting unimaginable pain
Mostly on hysterical unfortunate women
Who never dreamed they’d be victims
Lived normal peaceful lives unaware
Holy Hell coming into their worlds
Snarling men backed by the times
Bloodthirsty, heartless, infinity cruel
Under the cover of misused religion
Demons masquerading as men

Bob Boyd

Malleus Maleficarum, The Hammer of Witches

Dark, evil entities shrouded in religious garb, misogynistic killers of harmless women falsely condemned as witches
The Malleus Maleficarum, their book of unparalleled evil and rampant devilry in the holocaust of mothers, daughters, aunts, and sisters.
60,000 to 300,000, mostly women, tortured, scorched to death on stakes in flames of hypocrisy that fanned witch hunters’ demonic femicides.
Sociopathic fiends cloaked in faux religious fervor killing innocent women with the imprimatur of Catholic Church inquisitions.
The witch hunters and their Malleus Maleficarum now dead historical infamy.
Real, harmless witches now abound, at one with nature, unfettered and unpersecuted.

Bob Boyd

A midwife proficient in herbs,
came under suspicion
in the Burning Times.
Tortured, tried, convicted,
condemned to the stake
dragged to it screaming.
Heartless uncaring tormentors
bound her to the stake laughing.
Her sobbing and tears
drowned out by
the clamor
of the rabid crowd
joyously awaiting
the day’s entertainment,
shouting in unison,
Burn the witch!
Burn the witch!
The stake lit,
her screams above the flames
the crackling, devouring fire
silencing her wailing screams.
When her life burned out,
in the malevolent blaze,
in the foul smelling
dark, smoke filled air,
her soul found release in heaven.
When her tormentors died,
they burned in hell.

Bob Boyd