I met a witch once
she was about to eat me alive
but before she was on the verge to
I asked her, "why?"
She was suddenly confused
startled by the question,
and she said,
"my dear, because I have to eat."
then I asked why she had bloody feet
She was starting to get annoyed
and she said, "I don't like to talk
and play with my food."
I said, "I apologize madam.
I only wanted to know,
because it seems like no one has taken care of you."
she was rather astonished
and astonished she was
that for a mere second,
simply turned into a pause
she was cackling so much
she had to use her nail like claws
to cover her sharp teeth
"My dear," she said,
"Why do you not flee for your life?"
and the child replied,
"Because I am lost and I have not died.
My parents abandoned me here, and so I have tried.
I have no home, no way, nor alibi."
"Have you given up, my child?"
"Not really, I still have my might."
"Then run," she nodded,
"before I catch you again."
and in the grey woods that day
in the very little light,
a child was set free in spite of a
dangerous hunger, and quite a fright
Alas, the witch died that day,
and that very night
when everything was dipped in silver
in the hushed woods bathed in moonlight
The sun awoke and
the child still searched for the home they longed,
all while hoping to be caught
while they waited and yawned
everyday and at every hour
again for the stranger that belonged
in the home of the green hollows
of the grey lighted woods
to bandage her feet
for the next time they meet.