because we are all betrayers

I came upon this poem this weekend and was shaken wider awake by it. It's shocking and confronting enough to break through any complacency of familiarity with the story.

The poem is called 'Judas, Peter' by Luci Shaw. If it proves illegible just let me know.

'Judas, Peter'

because we are all
betrayers, taking
silver and eating
body and blood and asking
(guilty) is it I and hearing
him say yes
it would be simple for us all
to rush out
and hang ourselves
but if we find grace
to cry and wait
after the voice of morning
has crowed in our ears
clearly enough
to break our hearts
he will be there
to ask us each again
do you love me?
—Luci Shaw,