SquirrelsINAnutshell

It was a day.

Grass brushing against bare feet

Warm ash where rough land meet

The smell of burning, of those who opposed

A death at the stake, one they composed.

That was a day

Hands bound

But lips not graced with sound

A sacrificial lamb to the slaughter

Just a mother hugging their daughter

A terrible day

A day like any other

One warned by Mother

Now poisoned from jeers, their rocks and stone.

A fate I knew, told by the Crone

That was a day

A day I barely escaped

But, a future she did shape

A separate path from those that take

A separate path that she did make.

The lighting of a torch, the burning of a pyre

A wish was whispered, one so dire

As I was raised towards the fire

Yes, I got what I desire

A witch, that's what I was, but that they feared

But, they got their fate, they volunteered.

A witch, yes that, I rose anew

A curse was placed where ‘justice’ was true

Heed my words, young foolish girl, 

Don't let them take you too

Corrupted kids point grubby paws

They will hate you, no matter the cause.

No matter your words, they don’t land

Not at the judge, not at a man. 

Today is your day

No one can take this from you

Listen to your heart, and make it stay true

Join us maidens, no man sits on our throne

HOW DO PEOPLE DRAW MR GRACE?! Im TRYING to make some art for a nimona-iron lung-phm crossover (dang needs better name) BUT MY ART IS NOT CONSISTENT NOR IS ITS QUALITY SO IT LOOKS SO WEIRD!!!!

literally crashing out 😭😭😭

Unrelated, let me know good AUnames, any tips, or art ideas! I can’t promise I’ll do any, but if i feel inspired I might write a short thing for it!!!! Thanks!

(Poem by Squirrel)

Why is it that some people can pour their hearts out

And make a concoction of everything they can give.

Why is it that when they bare their soul to another

That person won’t even take a sip.

Drink after drink that person shall create

Not knowing what type they like.

Rejection of everything, but despite it all

You still must be wary of the spike.

So why is it that someone can do everything for a drop of love

But a lover can spit it in their face.

Why is it that humans walk through these door,