The Great Betrayer Poem by Prem Nizar Hameed

The Great Betrayer

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Repenting,
Judas Iscariot sits on the rock,
shifting looks at the coins
scattered around him;
I did the great betrayal
he whispers;
no one could offer me
thirty one silver coins
to hire me to save His life

I intervened:
Relax, Judas
Peter never says
that if he had known about
the roost crowing three times,
he would have cooked it
before the last supper began;
something prewritten
cannot be rewritten;
see, I can also hire you
with a few more extra coins,
because you are in front of me,
but beware of him:
the all time great betrayer,
no one knows when and how
he comes behind us.

Judas relaxes,
and packs his things
to go to Akeldama
before arrives Brutus…

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