The Snake

HASKET
My congregation
Do not be taken in
We’ve no proof that they live
And this could be a spell of the witch

Oh my sweet Miriam
You must be so shaken
For such a sensitive soul
It must be hard to have no control

You say you’ve seen the children
Then why would you not bring them?
Did you not offer them help?
Thought you’d know better as an orphan yourself

Your mind plays tricks on you
Just like all women’s do
You wish the truth weren’t true
That our sisters weren’t witches and the trials were through

Yes, we’re all desperate for hope
But if you’ve nothing to show
Your neighbors will not forgive
Chimeric weeds you grow

You could be cast from the garden
If you go out on the wrong limb
The snake is always whispering
And only we can deny him

MIRIAM
I know you took me in
The good samaritan
But it’s all part of your plan
And you’re a beast that’s masquerading as a righteous man

HASKET
How dare you speak to me
With such indecency
I gave you everything, despite disgrace you’d bring
Now you’re a lying hysteric, have you no shame it’s barbaric

MIRIAM
Oh my poor father
God never gave you a daughter
And I know why
If I tell the truth, what will they do to you?

HASKET
You could be cast from the garden
If you go out on the wrong limb
The snake is always whispering
And only we can deny him

Ah now I see what this is all about
You and that fool fell in love and want out
You think it’s easy to walk from God’s sight
You will get lost in the night

AARON
You have no right!

MIRIAM
You could be cast from the garden
If you go out on the wrong limb
The snake is always whispering
And only we can deny him
We must deny him

ALL
You could be cast from the garden
If you go out on the wrong limb
The snake is always the strongest when we fear it
Will we know it when we hear it
Should we riot or stay quiet
Bite the apple or deny it
The snake