Starting out as a messenger
bringing greetings to a king anointed
filled with spirit rushed upon him.
A great king losing his strength, shadowed by his son,
fearing the people as another is selected
a new heir, the eighth son filled with spirit
rushed upon him, waiting for his to rise,
singing for the old, bringing comfort,
until the messenger is standing in the shadow of a giant
calling out for an end to a stalemate, to take the land, invincible,
beyond the king, a king pleading, praying for a champion
until the boy, message delivered, filled with spirit rushing,
to history establishing the path to salvation. Glory glorified
in his small frame ready to spring upon another bear, another lion,
His army. Philistines hiding in the shadow of a giant,
knowing the light would shred the dark. With nothing more
than sticks and stones, the messenger stands, spirit rushing,
he drops the giant. Delivering another Giant to the earth,
another messenger will come. It is written
-dean
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