A poem from 1985...
Hey, Judas
Suburban terrorist
You sold your master for thirty silver coins
Hey, Judas
Lowly traitor
Sold the Saviour
Signed His death warrant
Sealed it with a kiss.
Hey, Judas
Siding with Satan
Is so dangerous
Now you hang from a tree
Mourn, Gethsemane.
Hey, Judas
You repented
Gave back the money
Said you never meant it. Too late.
I have actually never heard a poem on this before -- really great work here! Made me think for sure!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Mary
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