For Thirty Pieces Of Silver Poem by kelvin karani

Bang! Bang! Bang!
The bullets rang
Tearing the silent night
Like an arrow through a prey
Someone was down.

Mother jumped out of bed
Still in her lingerie
Fear lingering in her mind
Her children!

Morning hours later
There was grand mourning
An assassination said the news anchor
The opposition leader was down.

For thirty pieces of silver
Someone had connived with a minister
To kill the promised one
That was the rumor.

This world is doomed
For if Judas can have disciples so pious
That’s all there is to it
A doomed world and Judas Iscariots.