She lives in an the most expensive part of the capital city,
Has the latest technology installed and usually takes pity
On the Casters who still skulk in the shadows of places,
Hiding their allegiances as much as they shield their faces.
She wears designer labels and can afford the best,
Because she's good at her craft as proven by test,
She represents the pinnacle of her art in the world today,
But her ego is growing too big for her boots others may say.
For sure her Wiccan heritage has been long in her line,
She's had Royalty and Presidents over occasionally to dine,
Has scryed the impossible and divined the future too,
But really it's her spell casting that mostly impresses you.
She gets ingredients from suppliers around the globe,
Pays them from shell companies nobody could probe,
Owns assetts and rights in several major corporations,
Influences leaders in many of the most powerful nations.
How can this be we wonder in an age of science and fact,
But not all things have a truth that can be traced and tracked,
There are some things beyond the understanding of man,
Like voodoo and magic, faith and the spells of a Wiccan.
She skates on thin ice with her own business deals,
Some would say she flouts the Laws and harms or steals,
That this will ultimately lead her to a steep price to pay,
Nature and Magick claim their debt she won't get away.
Publicised as a guru and a motivational speaker at times,
She crosses so many boundaries she forgets the lines,
Gladly sacrifices what she has to get more power,
Is consumed with success and greed ever waking hour.
She's a witch gone wrong in the worst possible way,
Has been corrupted and happily leads others astray,
The spells she casts are more often for personal gain,
As she jumps further on board the lucrative gravy train.
Not all those ingredients are politically correct or legal,
Rhinos horn, ivory, livers of osprey and golden eagle,
Parts of humans fresh and still warm have most power,
She's turning her craft and heart blacker by the hour.
Conjuring spells she knows and has a very natural aptitude,
To say she's good is understatement and would be rude,
She's a virtuoso in her way and nobody dares cross her,
Cats cross her path and she raises the hackles of their fur.
You like to think such evil cannot exist in a modern age,
But you'd be naive and you need only glance at a newspage,
To check her out and the meteoric rise to fortune and fame,
Hear her music and crossover books to catch her name.
From traditional love potions, charms and medicine bags,
To fatal disease vaccines and bio-tech implants and tags,
She controls it all and has a team at her disposal to command,
All she has to do for them to comply is to raise her hand.
The Board of her company are scared to vote against her,
Those who oppose her seem to meet ill ends as events occur
That bring adversaries down in no fair battle it seems,
The Spell Caster controls destinies and corrupts dreams.
So beware as she too started with the rudimentary magic,
It lead gradually to her success but the end will be tragic,
Her soul will be devoured and scoured of her corruption,
She will know endless torment like an internal eruption.
The momentary gain and the power she holds just now,
Seems nothing to an eternity when she crosses the veil somehow,
Taken as payment for choosing the bad not the good,
She had her choices just like us and pays with blood.
Yet she knows the price you can see it in her glowing eyes,
The realisation that in the end everyone still dies,
She will fight every step of the way for all she has earned,
Will never give up the secrets and spells that she learned.
So go on idolise her when you don't even know her name,
She thrives on anonymity and masks herself with fame,
You would be surprised but look for the obvious clues,
To say her name and reveal her means I've too much to lose.
Check for the ageless beauty and the knowing confidence,
Watch for the defiant ways at the Awards or press conference,
See her chameleon looks and the empire she has built,
See behind that innocence and you will reveal the guilt.
I can't say more as she may track my words and know you,
Set your wards or wear your talisman or risk she gets you too,
Don't feed her reputation as you only build her strength,
That's why she feeds the media and will go to any length.
I warned you and her spells can wreak havoc so beware,
Every Wicca knows there is both good and bad out there,
How you use it and what you put out comes back tenfold,
So watch what you say and know all that glitters is not gold.
