The Third Time

(March 7, 2018)

It was the third time I answered, the same as before 

Why must I repeat it twice and once more?

It may not be true, but it must be said 

Otherwise, I too would be covered in red

For if I spoke right and told the truth

There would be more than just one, there would be two

But at the third time, the clock struck, and the bird sounded

My eyes widened, my heart pounded

I shifted my vision to look away from my lies

Grabbing at anything that would help me survive 

But I knew exactly what He knew

And I did exactly what He said I would do

So like a baby, my eyes stumbled to His

(The very God-man Judas had deceitfully kissed)

And just as an archer, I would not miss

And so they wobbled to the only One who could comfort 

The very same One I betrayed; the very One I hurt

And in that moment when our eyes touched, I lost my vision though I was not trying

For my eyes were filled with liquid, and I found that I was crying