By Steve White
The years in prison were not kind to Goliath
He grew smaller and weaker while David grew strong
His castles kicked over; his crop destroyed before him
It weighed heavy on Goliath how it had gone so wrong
So, he stood and he shouted at the ranks of Israel
From the river to the sea, words laden with dread
David called for his sling and selected five stones
He’d settle for no less now than Goliath’s head
He turned out the lights in Goliath’s prison
Gave notice of the date and time
Cut off supplies of food, fuel and water
The world held its breath; David crossed the line
His stones flew hard, his stones flew long
Let only God tell me that I’m doing wrong
Women and children in their thousands gone
While David cried Goliath you do not belong
We cried stop, David said I will not
Not while Goliath still breathes
Not while my friends in the west send stones
Not while my friends in the west send stones
Not while my friends in the west send drones
And bombs for me to drop
David said, I will not stop
