1692

By Wiccad

" Let us all take a journey back to fear, guilt, and anxiety."

The women and children of Salem never knew, the accusations made by children would seal their doom. Young women throwing fits and speaking in tongues there were few. The towns curse had began with three girls in 1692. There Reverend Parris would lead the attack afraid of things he couldn't understand. The girls three were diagnosed with bewitchment by Doctor Mad. The Doctor proclaimed it was the Devils work at Witches hands. The men in black demanded the Witches names, The girls three terrified of being caught in their lie blurted out three names they seemed to pull from the skies. These women were hunted and then beaten into submission. The first accused her name was Tibuta, weak from all their beatings said she was a Witch and with the others held meetings. A story teller at heart she went on as to how a black dog had threatened her and gave the orders to hurt the children. Second and third accused were Sarah and Sarah they hadn't a chance, now no one would see. The girls three would throw fits for the show as each accused entered the court room below. Contorting their bodies and making trance states all for the men in important drag. The trials then spread beyond Salems gates. Twenty two communities now suffered the same fate. One hundred people now stand accused by the fifth month of 1692. Imprisoned and charged and due soon to hang. The first death by the sixth month on the tenth day. The pregnant ones were set free, the others hung no one to hear their pleas. For now on Salems Gallows Hill, the earth underneath would soon begin to fill. Shallow were the graves for the innocents accused. Gone mad with power the girl accusers pointed their fingers at anyone they choose. They filled the gallows and the earth below, the bringers of death but little did the three know. On the tenth month and the twenty ninth day the courts were dissolved, no more could the girls play. The paticipants and the accusers were now going to pay. For years after they all suffered from illness and plague. And in the year 1703 the colonial lords granted retroactive amnestie to share for all the convicted and executed there. Unfortunately too late  for all the souls taken there.

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Copyright 2010 Wiccad
Published on Friday, March 26, 2010.     Filed under: "Non-Fiction" and "Poetry"
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  • Wiccad On Sunday, March 28, 2010, Wiccad (124)By person wrote:

    Thanx for the comments.........I had a hard time with the wording of this. It makes me sad like speaking at a funeral.

  • Malcholm Dark On Saturday, March 27, 2010, Malcholm Dark (806)By person wrote:

    Well done, I was wondering when you were going to do this piece... great emotional content, you had the reader with you till the end... now you know where the son of Sam got the idea about the dog... write on

  • Rowan On Friday, March 26, 2010, Rowan (197)By person wrote:

    The sorrow fills my heart for the loss of innocents. A very nice write, and tale told. These innocent women didn't need to suffer as they did. False accussations should blister the tongues. *sigh*

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