Day: April 13, 2020

Thirty pieces of silver
The reward for a betrayal
How many would say no?
Then hold their head high
No suicide by hanging
They have all they need
Still most are betrayers
We eat the forbidden fruit
Feel how we are above it all
We rejoice in glorious music
Which frees our minds of guilt
Deep within we all know
We have failed to bear the weight of
The cross that brought us salvation
 
We ignore the hungry and thirsty
Doing only the token giving
We open our mouths in slander
Without knowing the truth
We sneer at the addicted
Never extending a hand to help
Yes, we are betrayers
Our payment is pride and arrogance
We forget those who need us
Just because we think we are busy
Do we think about the book of records
Or pretend we are the chosen ones?
Thirty pieces of silver
Yes, we are the willing betrayers
 
Stanski
April 12, 2020 ^
 
 

You think about the Alamo
San Antonio, Teas in 1836
Just a little bump in the course of man
 
Who were all those that died
Their families, too, what did they do?
On both sides of the issue
 
It’s like a song you sing and forget
Nothing concerning you, so no regrets
Fight for land takes many lives
 
History reports and sometimes lies
We have the land
What was the cost?
If you’re the winner
How much was lost?
 
All over the world, the struggle for freedom is
Something we cannot ignore
Footnotes in books
Will we forget?
What drove them to our shore?
 
Do we all have a part in moving ahead?
Can we leave it to just a few?
Pay attention and do your part
Or we’ll lose and nothing you can do
 
It may sound simple, but the words have truth
We’re in a parade that is never over
When we’re through with something on our list
It’s replaced by three or four more
 
Stay awake and be alert
There’s an end, but first a start
Think about Teas a long time ago
Be willing to do your part
 
Stanski
April 12, 2020 ^