A barren plain surrounds,
great warriors abound.
But none brave?
No.
None have strength through faith.
A mighty man steps forth,
the crowds part in answer.
A stone slowly starts its oscillation,
seeking... finding,
the stone goes forth as the spear is raised,
a warrior swings high his arm to strike.
His focus blurs, not fast enough to follow.
Pain... and his spirit fails.
The ground shudders...
silence.
A mighty man steps forth to gain the crown,
a nation roars in affirmation.
A nation shatters upon the rocks.
Together they are the sound and motion of great waters
that break upon the shore of Israel crying...
'David has slain his tens of thousands'.
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