Judas Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb
Judas
'Tis clear demise,
my Judas.
Kiss my eyes farewell.
It is too late to cry for me.
I can see through your tears.
I am expecting nothing now
in recompense.
It is too late.
You give me away.
Anyway, freedom beckons.
I live with power
I've prepared in me.
You'll travel a course
that will surely be uncertain.
I've lived in past hope,
not you and she.
Have you enough rope?
Sally Plumb
I think everyone meets his or her Judas in his/her life........only thing we can do is.......Anyway, freedom beckons....I live with power..........I've prepared in me............to move on..........the show must go on..............Good Write............
an inspiring write i should say =) love the flow and the words
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/8/2026 1:04:12 AM # rel_20260806T081513Z_580e7f4
nice using the word 'Judas'.... nice write
Thankyou for your comment. Much appreciated. Best regards. Sally.