The Grave and the Well (Waterworks of Insanity)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

A narrative about a small town that makes a remorseful mistake.

They said she was an evil witch.

They all had called her insane.

But they knew not of a tumor

That had developed in her brain.

Doomed, a grave

They dug her so soon,

In horror, she awaited

Her burial at noon.

Her innocence screamed out,

Whilst all the villlagers yelled,

Angry misunderstandings,

While some even revelled.

Insane with fear, she dug deeper

As the dirt, the people poured.

They were becoming the very thing

That they so deeply abhorred.

And as her concsiousness left her,

tears filled her deathly fissure,

And she drowned, quite literally, in herself,

Crushed by her own body's pressure.

And then when the people had realized,

That hysteria had made them insane,

They all gathered around her grave

And wept in her home of pain,

Knowing that they put her

Through such horrendous Hell,

That her last act in life,

Was digging her village a well.

And now they assemble weekly,

To honor The Woman That Died,

Because of loss of sanity,

And the town's foolish  pride.

Submitted: June 29, 2014

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I love the story you are telling in this poem and it is so well spoken! I'm definitely still a fan :)

Wed, April 20th, 2016 4:30pm

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