Memoir of Goliath

Written by: Don Schaeffer




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.