We are living enactment
of drama centuries old
Repeated in multiple variations
across celestial sphere.
The plot is written
each classic line defined.
Actors stand ready
poised in position.
Ripples ever
descending though time.
Neither of us can deny
that which we are.
You Judas I Jesus
for a mere 30 pieces of silver.
You would sell my life
together with your soul.
A tragedy, for
neither of us will, forsake
our chosen role.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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An inspiring way to frame life upon a stage against the backdrop, of the betrayal of Christ for money, a mere 30 pieces of silver, when God as King was worth infinity more. The message is we chose good or evil, God or Mamon.