Encountered this Strega

Encountered this
Strega
Standing in
My shadow
Well before
I knew her purpose
To after
Her presage 
Could in me surface


Perhaps it
Was Etruscan
In rootage
Or Tuscan
Footage
Of ancient
Italian lore
But I knew 
It was late

Lacking pity
She shared this
Wisdom pithy
The young
Their bodies to Satan
Donate
But in old age
It’s their bones
Only God could excavate