Secrets lie in the shadows
Waiting to be discovered
Spirits still wander the earth
They cry for help
All things appear in the light of day
Even those purposefully kept in the dark
Thou shall not covet
Yet they did
Lands resources money spouses
Taverns and inns
All things appear in the light of day
Even those purposefully kept in the dark
In the name of God they took
From the widowed the strange
Outcast unmarried women and deformed
Whomever did not follow the puritan way
All things appear in the light of day
Even those purposefully kept in the dark
Twenty granite bench markers on unhallowed ground
Etched with the names and last words of the accused
Damned in life and death
I sit on the bench
Listen to their spirit’s whisper
All things appear in the light of day
Even those purposefully kept in the dark
The graves of the accusers look upon twenty condemned
May the accused disturb their eternal rest
History and ghost will haunt till the truth be told
Nineteen where hanged
One was pressed
Countless others accused tortured and died awaiting trial
Did it rid the world of ill and woe
May their deaths continue to curse the self-righteous
