My Judas...

A mendacious person 
you must be.
You feel as though 
you have to tell
them things untrue of me
I was the one there 
for you
False witness you are, that
bear false witness to me.
You have been my Judas Tree, 
but I did not see
You have been my 
condemner and
have sentence me to death.
Execution Day my mendacious
friend is not final judgment Day for me.
You have been my Judas and 
have sentence me to death
But, I forgive you Judas
For God said, it should be

Jay Taylor

Copyright ©2003 Jay Taylor
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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