Sunday, September 27, 2015

#37: My King (Part 1 of 4)

Of all the poems I have written, this one is my favorite. It's on the long side so I broke it down in to four parts. I'll put part 2 up next week and so forth. 

This poem explains how I view Jesus. Although Jesus is King, he is a king that takes action. He does not sit and watch what is going on, he is an active participant. My soul, as gross and ugly as it can get, is fully redeemed because of my king. 

I wrote this poem over the course of two years and it was a lot of fun going back to it. I don't mean to be preachy in any way, but this is my belief and understanding of Christianity and specifically the person of Jesus. It isn't meant to be a proof of his existence, merely a window in to how I view in a thematic sense, who Jesus Christ is.


A Woman Caught in Adultery by Woonbo Kim Ki-chang 

My King (Part 1)
These demons, these monsters they roar in my head
Wanting and wishing for my soul to be dead
Ignited by hatred, revulsion and deceit
To me they are vicious; to the world they’re discreet
I am trapped in this desert, in this pit of despair
I know of no answers, only hopes and prayers
The monsters would hurt, the pain crippling
No joyous moments, no occasions to sing

I wept and cried as I searched in vain
For a way to escape from my wretched pain
I searched up and down inside of myself
But everything I found would be of no help
I was unable to see things with my own two eyes
I could only notice the things I despised
My guilty heart chained me to the ground
As ravenous vultures circled around
A desert had become the essence of my being
To die had become an acceptable thing

But alas I would spot a glimmer of hope
A cavalry in the distance swiftly approached
My king led the charge, his sword in the air
His armor was shimmering; crown nesting his hair.

A tad bit surprised, I didn’t know how to react
My king was in danger, I was taken aback
I said, “What good is a king who leaves his throne,
To search for peasants leaving the palace alone?”

He heard my thoughts and with wise words and sound sense
He said “my kingdom is precious, but in no need of defense,
We aren’t fighting for justice, or just for what’s right
We are fighting for your soul, with our power and might.
We have taken stock, and this is of great worth
And we agree that we must fight; our subjects we serve.”

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