I'm a Witch.

She destroys homes and deals in men.
She breaks bones and feasts on them.
She deals with the Devil and thrives on sin.
She spreads her legs in contempt of Him.
She is heresy and plagues all in her way.
She may be bent double or wear flowers in her hair.
She is someone who gets her way.
She is someone who scares you away.

She mixes herbs and drinks potions.
She lives alone and gives the solutions.
She curses and blasphemes whenever she wants.
She rides her broom and stays on top.
She has few days to live before she is caught
She will burn at the stake and the fear will be naught
She will leave the world darker in her wake.
She will be a Witch till the end of days.

But hold on, we’re not in the 16th century anymore.
You call me Witch when I open my mouth.
You call me Witch when I step out.
You call me Witch when I wear what I choose
You call me Witch when I let loose.
You call me Witch when I want my way
You call me Witch when I let my hips sway.
You call me Witch when I say no.
You call me Witch when I let go.
You call me Witch to from your tower.

You can me Witch to take away my power.

Witch till the end of my days I will be,

Witch will always crush your patriarchy.