The Twisted Witch of the West by Madison Cline

The Twisted Witch of the West

By Madison Cline Evil is Evil And Good is Good But what if Evil Is misunderstood?

And who decides such things anyway? The façade of a wizard Or a munchkin with hay? What stories hide in that pimpled green mask That makes lions cower And grown men gasp? “Destined” to be Evil since she was born Her mother screeching like a hen A discarded babe treated with scorn Where was Good to help her then? Imagine being hated your entire life With no one to love And nothing but strife. There’s no such thing as yin and yang Just Good changing morals Leaving “Wicked” to hang.

Why bother with morals When they’re always changed? Why bother with Good When it’s so deranged? Good is a parlor trick, nothing more With sparkling bubbles and dress colored coral Playing God and keeping score. Good is not a merciful God. Who will be the next Evil?