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The foxy woman went to him
offering a smile,
"Thirty silver pieces sir,
you'll have the greatest time..."
And every hour of every day
she wished that she had tried
for more than thirty silver pieces
before she even died.
The brutal soldier went to him
showing him his pride,
"Thirty silver pieces sir,
you'll have them all in stride..."
And every shout for every shot
he wished that he had tried
for more than thirty silver pieces
before they all had died.
The cunning lady went to him
looking sleek and sly,
"Thirty silver pieces sir,
you'll have her for your bride..."
And for every roar of the sounding bells
she wished that she had lied,
For thirty wasn't even close
for a precious little child.
The fuming clan man came to him
with blazing weary eyes,
"Thirty silver pieces sir,
you'll have your life than die."
And for every cry from every strike
he wished for more than time,
For killing dirty bastards is
always worth the crime.
Then the end of day has come
to those who killed and lied,
For all they have are thirty pieces
and nowhere else to hide.
And in the fire they thought they could
buy into the light,
"Thirty silver pieces sir,
release my soul tonight."
But all he did was stare and glare
would never ever tell,
That thirty silver pieces sir,
won't get you out of hell.
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Feyikemi
WRITING IS MY PASSION. I have always loved writing - both in English and Filipino.
I would like to believe that I have touched some people's lives with the feature articles and poems that I've written in the past. And I hope my future writings will affect many people.
I delve into the deepest and darkest areas of the human soul, where very few people deal with and many prefer to suppress.
My style is always to let out angst in a creative way.
I also write about love, joy, and inspiration and I'm looking at sharing them here.
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