Like lambs to the slaughter
they go;
betrayed,
like the carpenter's son,
for a handful of silver.
In their nostrils,
the scent of death;
in their eyes,
panic.
Nowhere to run,
nowhere to hide.
In their last moments,
they wonder
what they did
to deserve this fate;
and then...
they wonder
no more.
Love
Joy
Peace
things they have never known.
But now,
mercifully,
their suffering ends.
The driver curses the blood
and the excrement,
then leaves this Aceldama,
this place of death,
to retrieve more
lambs to the slaughter.
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Author Notes
Today's word: Aceldama (n.) a place of great slaughter or bloodshed.
Now this man purchased a field with the reward of iniquity; and falling headlong, he burst asunder in the midst, and all his bowels gushed out. And it was known unto all the dwellers at Jerusalem; insomuch as that field is called in their proper tongue, Aceldama, that is to say, The field of blood. - Acts 1:18-19.
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