April Fool’s Day

April Fool’s Day

Have you heard that Donald Trump and Bermie Sanders have decided to band together in an attempt to bring some honesty to the American political scene, as represented by the “establishment” within both parties. Neither have I. April Fool’s

The Fool’s Prayer

The royal feast was done. The king

Sought some new sport to banish care

And, to his jester, cried, “Sir, Fool,

Kneel now and make for us a prayer.”


The jester doft his cap-and-bells,

And stood, the mocking court before.

They did not see the bitter smile

Behind the painted grin he wore.


He bowed his head and bent his knee

Upon the monarch’s silken stool.

His pleading voice arose, “Oh, Lord,

Be merciful to me, a fool.


These clumsy feet, still in the mire,

Go crushing blossoms without end;

These hard, well-meaning hands we thrust

Among the heartstrings of a friend.”


The unkind word we might have kept,

Who knows how sharp it pierced and stung?

The word we had not sense to say,

Who knows how grandly it had rung.


Our faults no tenderness should ask.

The chastening stripes must cleanse them all.

But for our follies, oh, in shame

Before the eyes of heaven we fall.”


The room was hushed. In silence

Rose the king, and sought his gardens cool,

And walked apart, and murmured low,

“Be merciful to me, a fool.”

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