Traitor
I pulled the rope taut,And started the movement,
It was but … self-slaughter,
…An effort not to torment.
And in that final moment,
I saw my life behind,
All the different sins,
And every deed of kind.
To sleep a night in peace,
A wish …never to be true.
After what I’ve done, My Lord,
After my betrayal of You.
You said it in the scriptures,
Then blame me not for what I did.
You said I’d be traitor, Lord
Then hold me not responsible.
For months I mulled,
For weeks I culled,
My greed for gold,
Has now, me, sold.
I did not know,
The wrong I did,
Forgive me, Lord,
For all I did.
I can beg of You, no mercy,
Nor cry out to You
I’ve lost the right to curtsey,
Or bow like the others do.
When I think of death,
I feel no fear within.
Yet I feel the deepest fear of all,
Of living with my sin.
Forgive me, dear Teacher,
For what I am ‘bout to do.
Neither curse me nor love me,
For I am coming back to You.
And then You will throw me,
To the ever burning wells of fire,
And not think of me again
Except as a poor liar.
Forgive me, dear Teacher,
For all my strengthlessness,
For yielding to the silver,
And for that last fatal kiss.
posted by AWY @ 10:56 AM
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