When
David
stood before the Giant
he armed
himself with stone and sling
against the
mighty Philistine magnum -
the
sword, the spear, the death machine.
And
those who
watched would hold their breath
and stand
hand in hand on the bank of Elah
to see
him fight the mountain man
dressed
in armour and with helm of bronze.
And
so bravely
young David stood
of a
nation under battle
their
hopes and dreams of life in peace
The
shepherd boy
who leads his country
to
victory over the savage foe,
who holds
the just and fairest vision
of life
to live, and love to grow.
And
Saul the
King was afraid of David
for the
Lord was with him
then.
Now
when I
look
at the
weak and the powerful
all I see are tables turning.
all I see are tables turning.
I cannot
see where David stands
But is this he who phones a warning?
Is this he who drives the tank?
Is this he who drives the tank?
Is this
he beneath this dome?
Is he now
the bold protector
fighting
for the oppressed home?
I cannot
see the justice
and maybe I
cannot see the truth
but I can
see who holds the sling
and
who holds the bloody sword.
who holds the bloody sword.
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