Pieces of Gold
On a night in his thirtythird year, he knelt and prayed.
for he knew what was to come.
a man he loved would turn to greed.
he sold his life, and sealed his fate.
for the price of thirty pieces of gold.
they came like thieves in the night,
with ropes and swords drawn.
a mob of fear and hate, mistaken and lost.
one man with twelve, he stood his ground.
hold your place, there will be no fight.
with one kiss, they took him down.
thou, you may not journey with me,
i shall take you with me always
do not cry or weep for me, rejoice!
lift your eyes to the heavens, seek the father.
call out to your god, speak only of your love for each other.
i shall always be by your side,
speak and i shall hear, see and i shall know.
i give myself freely, so, you shall have all my father,
has prepared for you.
Copyright © John Griffis | Year Posted 2009
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