Goliath, why do you keep coming down? Steel nor metal I do not have Only five of smooth stones from the brook and just a sling in my hands. But lo and behold! listen to this youth, you come to me with a sword, with a spear, and with a javelin but I come to youContinue reading “Goliath?”
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Jericho March
You are my Jericho who should I march around silently, daily and seven times on the seventh day that on the seventh time whose walls I must collapse So I will shout with a voice of triumph and declare victory at hand No more will I hold back because enough is enough. wordsContinue reading “Jericho March”
And Yet
have you come to an end of yourself?
this poem is for you