Your fake smile instead of sincerity
Won’t always be fooling me
Entendre behind words so fair
Are just to be the cross you bear.
Things you do become things you hide
Like when the galaxies collide
Are we a painting or every stroke?
Words and words are these you spoke?
Ego large and ego grow
Body crash on rocks below
Bough has broken, trust to fall
Ego grow and shrink so small.
A friend yet you just kept a part not,
Lo! revealed as Judas incarnate
Take this your kiss from off my cheek
You will not find what ‘tis you seek.
What was your price if not this coin?
Was it for love or just for loin?
Thirty pieces these all silver shining:
You sad fool you still forever pining.
What words are weak bespoken psalm
These words are swords to cause but harm
Beat them into ploughshares left unsaid
More damage done when quiet instead.
The truth spills on out like all matter forth;
Collision galactic tremendous force!
Now there is no saviour when your betrayal
Is all we remember of your sorry tale.
© Kris Blackburn 23/03/13