By Jason Zapata

What did I do to become so feared and maligned
A guiltless woman puritanical men apprehended
Was I really so threatening to Christendom’s kind

My persecution caused by a child’s troubled mind
Baseless accusations zealots eagerly defended
What did I do to become so feared and maligned

To coerce a confession I was tortured and confined
But their every allegation I stubbornly contended
Was I really so threatening to Christendom’s kind

My life posed no threat to the belief they enshrined
Yet my death was a cause a priest commended
What did I do to become so feared and maligned

Final appeals for leniency and reason were declined
There was no escape from the stake I was appended
Was I really so threatening to Christendom’s kind

Only echoes of screams and ashes were left behind
Of this life hypocrites and fanatics required ended
What did I do to become so feared and maligned
Was I really so threatening to Christendom’s kind