Every Goliath Has a Stone

die on your feet or live on your knees live as a slave or die bold and free...ringing that bell screaming liberty mental minefields, thorns and thistles, bomblasts and war whistles black clouds pouring floods of fire...it starts as a slow sizzle take a stand...even walkin alone because every goliath has a stone stumbling blocks or stepping stones...divide the spoils and conquer the world giants of doom they fall in defeat...marching on miles of misery coming on the clouds on thunderous thrones...wise ones and warriors they know the score monsters of madness turn to dreams and dust... blood and bones because every goliath has a stone facing those fears with a force called faith shooting the wicked...they die with disgrace taking new lands with righteous revival no time to rehearse...no time for recitals victory is vital...everyone should have a nest without thorns...every heart should have a home because every goliath has a stone give me the blessing as i send back the curse...wrecking and rolling that long black herse send me a doctor send me a nurse...bring on the medicine man give me a miracle from the palm of Gods hands as i sink in quicksand He throws me a rope because every goliath has a stone anthony_beesley@yahoo.com