Samual Parris's parasitic spawn
spouting scandals so salacious
marauders of morals malicious maniacs
hiding behind porcelain faces
Heretics!
If heaven approached and broached the query
would it clearly make you one of the weary
to see the teary red eyes; to watch the toes curl
of an innocent blonde-haired five-year-old girl?
While suspended in agony writhing about
in front of her family as they cry and they shout...
Heretic!
hesitation for a second betrays one's station
without participation, you are a failure to God
no patience seems to sooth the slate clean
no resuscitations, only saintly spared the rod