Judas Kiss

His threads soaked in blood 
Dismantled ricassos line his back
His tear filled eyes he shuts 
The sky above him black 
Anger fused with sorrow
Heavy stones on his heart 
What good can come of tomorrow 
When thy life’s been torn apart 
The latter-day Caesar 
Against the avant-garde council 
Says farewell to the dreamer 
That dwelled in the fictitious castle 
For what he was has died 
And what he’ll become unknown 
Adieu...farewell...goodbye 
He’ll walk the broken path
Alone
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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