Judas Escariot

Leave me to battles
Since you are a leaver, not a fighter
I have come to resolve that a concrete
deceit has hovered over your master
has died to tell the matter
about how my glass has
shattered.

Eventually, now
that one consulted your therapist
another soul will be led astray
put to many a sun then rain
And whosever shall undergo this
cannot be blamed
If it were you, will you not betray?

poem by Shelta Realms
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