Perfidy,
the trust
of friends
dissipating
in the Judas-kiss
climax
of His story,
and a sword
will pierce through
your own soul also,
His mother had been told.
Peter’s words returned,
noxious, numbing,
the mockery
of a confidant,
the betrayal
of brothers,
worse than
His enemies
brazen
tauntings
yet,
even so,
He said,
Father,
forgive them,
they know
not
what they
do.
