Hated thou art
For simply doing your part
In the act that broke the world's heart
You were doomed from the start
You had a destiny
To betray the man who'd save humanity
With a kiss you lost your sanity
The foulest kiss, dripping with profanity
You did what was fated from your mother's womb
In hanging you went to your doom
Unlike the betrayed you did not rise from your tomb
For you are ever separated from him in your dead room
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Songs of Saints and Sinners
PuisiAn attempt to understand the divine and faith through my eyes. A collection of poems inspired by Blake, Milton and Nick Cave. From Christ to Krishna and everything in between. Basically attempts to convey some of my ideas and feelings about certain...
