Judas, Esau and Me

Half-blinded by my darkness

Half-crippled by my fear

Half-broken by my folly

Selling all that I hold dear.

A full pot of beans right now

For that which I cannot see

To sell a simple birthright

Seemed good enough for me

Give me something that’s concrete

I can taste and touch and see

A golden cow to worship

Seemed good enough for me

Some kingdom not of this world

That you say will never end

Or thirty silver pieces,

That I know that I can spend

But now I’ve sold my birthright

Payment made, I kept my word

I’ve bowed to my Dark Master

And I crucified my Lord

I know I cannot take it back

Now I realize what I’ve done

Accused and now convicted

And my only hope is gone

Now blinded by my darkness

Now crippled by my fear

Now broken by my folly

Having sold what I hold dear.

cc Benjamin J. Cline

12/13/00