Abigail

Burning red, her skin illuminates

Upon thee hateful faces witnessing

To unfairness led by ignorance

With authority of the benighted

A sentence undeserved

For crimes never proven

Yet her path was tainted

And never self-chosen

Sweet Abigail, oh thy despair

For what thee chose was all unfair

Sweet Abigail, by life unfavored

Dying cause fear had to be thy neighbor

With fire piercing her lungs

She gasps for her last breath

A sentence undeserved

For crimes never proven

Yet her path was tainted

And never self-chosen

Burned for wielding dark forces

Unless drowning, proving mortality

Such a reckless madness

Conflicting against morality

By flaming ambers embraced

She awaits her pending death

For at last this torment shall end

And rid her from all its weight

And wind to blow away her ashes

To fields more deserving of hope

Sweet Abigail, from us now taken

Let your tale be unmistaken