The King Of The Fools

Sometimes I want to cry
But my tears stay repressed,
Refusing to move
Despite my protest

Sometimes I want to groan,
Scream words I detest
But my voice, she too fails me
Despite my request

Sometimes I want to sit down
But the world makes me stand
And so I keep marching
Despite my demands

And in these strange moments
Exposed as a fool
I know of just one person
Whom I can turn to

The King of the fools
The King of the weak
The King of the hurting
The King of the meek

The King who identifies
With those in their faults
And lifts their heads up,
The King who exalts

And so I’m exalted,
Yet not through my works
But through my King Jesus
Who heals my hurts

The King of the fools
The King of the weak
The King of the hurting
The King of the meek

And so I have hope
For my King never fails
To hold me through weakness
Till his strength prevails

The King of the saints
The King of the strong
The King of all grace
To whom I belong!

Written by Mick Mooney



7 Responses to “The King Of The Fools”

  1. Steve McVey June 13, 2011 at 5:46 pm #

    Mick- you really are one artistic guy! In numerous ways! This is a very good poem.

    • mick June 13, 2011 at 5:59 pm #

      Thanks Steve, I appreciate the encouragement mate :-) Glad to hear you enjoyed my poem.

  2. Joy Kath June 13, 2011 at 1:37 pm #

    Way to go Mick! I love it how you changed it at the end to who we ‘really’ are in Christ!

    • mick June 13, 2011 at 1:44 pm #

      Thanks Joy. Glad you liked it.

  3. Reba January 30, 2011 at 10:19 pm #

    oh my that really says it all thanks, reposting

  4. Bela January 30, 2011 at 10:09 pm #

    Thank you Mick! It is touching :-) I Like it!

  5. The Drummer Poet November 3, 2010 at 8:06 pm #

    Thank you. A very moving piece, I really enjoyed it and was encouraged by it!

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