BULLIES FALLEN
You’ve seen it –
up through the years
In different scenarios – in different spheres
Starting at school – in the playground
At the milk break
Afterwards as school bags are tossed around
Teenage cheek – putting others down
No thought for feelings received
In Bullish-idioms claiming to be ‘the man’
Tarnishing reputations on demand
You’ve saw it for yourself as you have observed
“Who asked you anyway…?” they say
Dishing out commands
In the present company – jostling for position
The bully – bull-nosed and bulldozed…
Stamps his personality upon the crowd
All know and step away – none step-up to stand-up
But here is a young lad called David ready to at least try
He throws his stone and it lodges near the eye
The bully falls and the immediate ground doth-tremble
David beheads – the giant demonic-assailant
And cries: ‘To God be the glory – not I!’
