Running down the dark, cobble stone streets
Beating his chest with clenched fists,
He cursed himself for what he just did.
An irreversible deed and an act of deceit,
He had shattered all trust that was bestowed on his circlet.
Drops of sweat trickled down from his forehead
And followed his tears as he wrathfully wept;
A fear just then crept slowly into his heart,
His lips turned dry and there was a bitter taste on his tongue.
Gasping and panting he ran without looking back.
What would the world say for what he had just done?
Would a curse fall upon him for generations to come?
Perhaps, the skies would open up and a thunderbolt would strike.
Or the earth would widen its jaws and swallow him inside.
These were the questions that he pondered of in his mind.
Into the wilderness he ran non-stop,
Over rocks, broken branches, twigs, bushes and thorny shrubs,
Just about crossing everything that came in his path;
Slipping, falling, crawling and leaping,
He stopped at a spot where not a single soul was in sight.
Alone he stood in pitch darkness filled with remorse,
Thinking aloud why he committed such a impious thing.
Memories from past rushed into his mind,
When he used to converse with his friend for hours,
Whom he had now handed over with a betrayal kiss.
Slowly the night faded giving way to crimson rays;And he took the final leap to the bottomless depths.Empty handed; Letting go the ransom: 30 pieces of silver.
As it could never match the price, whichfor all humanity, his friend had paid.