I have posted another of my old poems. It is “I am not Judas …“

The exact details of how this poem came to be written escape me. I remember drafting it out in my head during a solitary and blue moment on the Ocean Beach Pier. I remember taking it through a couple of drafts.

The general theme is born out of my fascination with Judas — one of the most misunderstood figures in the Bible. But here I just concentrate on the theme of betrayal, and whether in my own Christian walk — which I have long conceded is rather shaky — I have fallen to Judas’ level.

Thank God, I don’t think I have.