Thirty pieces of coin

For the life of a man

Thirty pieces of an empty soul

To give a man his fate

To decide what he deserves

Against his will

Thirty coins are the influence

They will be forgotten

Unlike this man the betrayer

They will be spent and lost

Returned and forgotten

Many tears will follow

From the coin bearer

The blind and greedy betrayer

To the man whose fate has been sealed

Coins mean more than him

They mean more than his actions

In the eyes of the betrayer

Thirty coins are all he needs

For not once did he ever believe

In the man he followed

Who taught him about love and forgiveness

Coins are the seeds of evil

Plant them and watch the tree grow

Greed will thicken in its branches

Thirty pieces thirty coin

To turn one man into a sinner

And to turn another into a piece of heaven

 

-Andrew Luna

 

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