Witches and Satanists we have been named Over the years we've been murdered and maimed Mothers and daughters and sisters and wives All have the power - we gave you your lives Nothing can ever reverse what's been done But we'll try with the birth of each daughter and son (That is one of my first poems, written as a ridiculously serious child. Already young to know how to rhyme, let alone the pipsqueak becomes a feminist. But oh, well. It has to start somewhere.)