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Mimshak*
by
Rick Folker

As the Lord lives, it must be the Lord himself who will strike him, whether the time comes for him to die, or he goes out and perishes in battle. But the Lord forbid that I touch his anointed.
1 Samuel 26:5-25

David’s “honorable” moment
Is often forgotten in our
Death-obsessed culture
Where blood-soaked remnants
Of gang murders
And innocent prisoners
Whose lives are wasted

With swords quite less forgiving
With David’s sword so close
To the head of Saul
So close to injecting the lethal
Dose
So easy to sentence another to
Death row …
David’s spear poised for the final blow

So easily to dispatch the
Hoody-wearing teen
A town in Florida replays
The drama at Zilph
Abishai urging the destruction
Of the fugitive’s enemy and
A frightened gun with such an easy shot
Can’t you hear General Abishai now?
“What fortune, God has delivered the
Enemy to us - JUST DO IT!

David more than hesitates
He defends the “anointed of God”
“But the Lord forbid that I touch his anointed”
Thereby anointing all of us who
Just might forget …

That God (and only God) anoints
And that the same God both gives
And takes what we should never
Presume is our “right” to do what
Only David says the Lord is allowed
To do

That spear of vengeance and hate
Through the head of Saul or Treyvon
Or Iraqi children or Syrian tyrants or the
Many lost souls walking that last “green mile”
Are they not God’s anointed too?

By Rick Folker

*Hebrew for ‘anointed”

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