Poetry / Kick Rocks Jesus Style

I ran from Judas’ kiss
as a child

I embraced him
turning my cheek
as an adult

Betrayed led astray
I give in
too easily
to doubt

I beg stones for bread
unable to live alone
and I have starved
for so many days and nights

My friends
Sacrificed next to me
being less
pettily thefted lives
I saved souls
never believing
the truth in
lies

Into your hands,
I commend my spirit
Lift me above,
please

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