Free verse № 154691
The bakers wife
Raked across his back
God's representative and steel
sent conquistadors of blood
to a floor of spent confessions.
Upon the pyre - a heretic,
Seville chanted his name
his scream had no accent
a name lay charred to a post.
As he fell skyward
the inquistion walked downward
where a bakers wife spat in their faces
unyielding, they dragged her to a post
where an orange gown
dressed her for her baker,
not once did she scream.
2 comments
Kind of inspired by gods wifes poem bread and oranges plus a brutal scene from the tudors.
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