I was thinking about doing a page
of poetry to add to "the Work of
Dravon"
... but I wasn't sure. And
then I came
across this poem and I knew I had
to post it. It is not of
my work
but a fellow wiccan like myself.
Enjoy...
Searching for answers
I had nothing... So I prayed...
No one answered... So I strayed...
I was loney... so I searched far
and wide.
I found the earth... and I could
not be denied.
I was loved... so I was scared...
I had answers... So I shared...
I was hated... So I cryed...
I was given hate for my love...
so I lied...
I was scared... So I prayed...
They gave me love... So I stayed...
I was loved... and I was glad...
I diddn't need the hate...
and I got more then they ever had...
Author: wiccanpunk@hotmail.com
His site: The
Anti-Ignorance Wicca Page
To me that poem sounds like the
life of every
teen wiccan. And that is
why I like it so much
because it relates to many.