Lanette Kissel Poet Rhyme

The Last Hours of Christ - a Disciple's Betrayal

(the crucifixion through the eyes of the apostle Judas)


How can I sit here and sup with Him? 
How can I look Him in the eye?
I can tell by the way He looks at me 
that He knows He is going to die.

I have consorted with His enemies 
and the plans have already been made.
They have put a price upon His head
and thirty silver pieces I was paid.

I never should have talked with them, 
should not have listened to their lies.
I never should have allowed myself 
to become the instrument of His demise.

I can't believe that I had the nerve
to hand Him over with a loving kiss.
He knew from the start what I would do.
How could our relationship have come to this?

I have committed a truly unforgivable sin 
in betraying God’s only Son.
I too will be departing this world, 
for I cannot live with what I have done.

For I know that my name shall be the one 
that all of history shall hate.
I was the one to betray the Christ. 
Such was my terrible fate.

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