Afternoons

afternoons

— “Thirty Pieces of Silver” can only
Buy me ‘The Most Expensive Rope’.
A last scope is eyeing the first hope.
I cannot let down who helps me up.

My death lives in deep, deep sleep.
My cents pay and time is not cheap.
Faith believes: ‘Life is worth Losing’.
Not simple; one breath is confusing.

It’s too soon to end. – I’d not change
One single lonely Sunday afternoon.
Today, honesty knelt but didn’t pray.
I heard loyalty tagged as “Renegade”.

© R|CARDO.

— Ricardo Sexton

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