The Apostles of my pathways
Speak in tongues, my darling. Tell them everything you know. Loyalty never mattered more. Kiss me as you leave, my darling. Was it worth it for the silver that slips between your fingers? The prize is yours, my darling. But will you ever sleep again? Give yourself to shame, my love. Deny my name, don’t be afraid. Honesty never mattered more. Don’t weep as you leave, my love. Was it all worth it for your life That slowly slips away from you? The lies are yours, my love. But will you ever sleep again? Denial. Crucifixion. All of it comes in threes. Thrice before the cock crows. Because you are my Peter. Touch my wounds, my sweet. It’s alright, it doesn’t hurt now. But trust never mattered more. Stigmata follows me, my sweet. Was it worth your scepticism That somehow slipped away? The truth is yours, my sweet. Can you live with yourself? Doubt. No faith. But you’re wise now. If only you’d believe me. Because you are my Thomas. Betrayal. Suicide. I have sold my soul. From me, yours fatefully. Yours severely, your Judas.
P.S - this is actually one of my old pieces, just thought bout it recently and gave it a revamp.
They recently discover the Book of Judas, and in his own words, he said he was asked by Jesus to do this "sacrificial" acts that seem like a betrayal to the world, but he gets his own special "star" because of doing this "for" Jesus.
ReplyDeleteYeah to me it sounds like a religious conflict piece, it seems like the speaker assume a higher knowledge than the person he's in conflict with, and the speaker also choose to be the one against the person he deals with.
That's just my understanding. Emotion wise, I guess I feel some ego, hurt and stubborness on one's stand. :)
That's how I read and perceive this piece. Keep it up!