Piper and the Ginger Witch

In the night

the Piper’s song

comes blaring through

our chimney’s.

He skips away

with children’s souls

appease the Witch of Ginger.

Her face, it sags.

Men run away.

Children stay

for the sweets she makes.

The children are

her prize as promised.

For the Piper will

make good on the bargain.

Unknown

I want to take a journey

I don’t wish to go alone

The forest is too risky

The city is my home

Too afraid to take a moment

Experience beauty of the Unknown

It’s dark and depressing

The future that is

It’s my fear

And I can’t face it

I want to hide here

Empty this dark green

Damped and forbidden

It gives me peace

And I hear my heart body mind and soul

They cry out to me and say

Fear not of the Unknown