• Poetry,  Uncategorized


    This is a poem I wrote some time ago for a play, it depicts Judas in his last moments.  You can read more about it in Matthew 27.   In this moment of dark desperation His image still clouds my mind Of the man I once followed Whispering, thy will not mine No silver can ever replace The look of death upon his face Betrayal of an innocent man Should have been me on the stand I drank the wine, I ate the bread Is it prophecy as he pled? How could I ever deny Better to have never been born he said! Crucify! Crucify! They declared I should have…