Spy Wednesday










A traitors game
No apparent shame
Unwanted Fame
A kiss of betrayal
A soul hauntingly frail
No ordinary tale
For love condemned
From above it stemmed
So much to transcend.

Spy Wednesday
A time gone by?
Today who will die
With an innocent cry?
Who will betray
By words that they say
And go on their way
Another ordinary day?
Who will give a kiss
As if nothing’s amiss
Fall into the abyss
Afraid to witness?

Spy Wednesday
Yesterday today and tomorrow
We still have to learn.
Spy Wednesday every day.
Everyone a Judas.
Poor Judas.

Gena Heraty
Special Needs Director

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