Judas Iscariot

A.W. Nutter Morning grass laden with diamonds Reflecting light as the sun ascends Sleep riddled muscles slow to respond Fear shoved aside as hunger transcends Past sins continue to haunt the present Forever trapped in an earth bound hell The plague of suffering is heaven sent My soul imprisoned in a living shell Born to a sadist, another reprobate Life a facsimile of countless others Reincarnation, my preordained fate Symbolic murders in my thirtieth year Breeze caressing, naked legs and chest Involuntarily shivering from the cold God's retribution, collecting his debt As this day of torture begins to unfold My master approaches giving me a kiss Before he begins carving away the skin Eons of screams, echoing in the abyss No salvation offered, no remission of sin