Judas

Your rags have been cleansed by
the blood of the lamb,
yet you continue to wear
pure white robes on filthy skin,
all your shouting, praising and
singing for everyone to see,
you have betrayed the LORD with a kiss,
you decive yourself by living a lie,
everything you do behind closed
doors will be made public,
you’re like a cockroach who runs
for darkness after light has entered
the room,
the father of lies will not be
there to shelter you from the truth,
struggle and fight with all your might,
the layers of lies will be removed
exposing your true likeness.