The Kiss Of Betrayal Poem by Royston Allen

Thirty coins of silver paid for a kiss!
The price of betrayal was no more than this,
for Judas came with an armed mob that day
and was determined his Lord to betray.

Gazing upon his face Christ's eyes met his
Judas gave him that treacherous kiss.
A dastardly deed done that awful day
and he left Him and went upon his way.

No forgiveness sought by this wretched soul.
No blood applied to cleanse or make him whole.
Throwing coins into the temple he went
and hanged himself for he did not repent.

How oft do I betray Him with a kiss
selling my soul cheap and His love dismiss?
Yet He is willing to forgive my pride
and stands waiting with His arms opened wide.