Betrayers Poem by Day Williams

Clink! Thirty silver pieces in his palm,
Judas betrayed Him with a kiss at night,
Regretted it, tossed back the coins-no balm-
Went forth confused, committed suicide.

Overlooked for promotion, snubbed and bruised,
Or so this brilliant general complained,
So he betrayed America for loot,
And his Boot Monument-it bears no name.

Crooked from the beginning, uranium
Was sold to Russia and her spouse was paid
More than the market rate to speak, and from
Russia came millions to the Foundation.

Some will betray their country; some, a friend:
Betrayers never come to a good end.