Thursday, February 14, 2013

Memoir of Goliath

In the habit of teasing,
she sometimes told him
that she wished he didn't come.
But she always invited him.
Goliath took solace in that,
accepted her invitation
knowing how it was issued.
In spite of everything,
the years in one place,
Golliath always wondered
where he lived.

The child of badness,
the bully in his heart,
swallower of pride,
he had stood in front of minions
who adored him, then failed them
and didn't die or vanish.

He walked from the
site of his misdeeds head cast down,
not wanting to be seen.
He didn't hide.
just slipped away
not un-noticed but shunned.


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