(Inspired by 1 Samuel 21:10 to 1 Samuel 22:2)
David was not a king,
just a running man;
pursued by another
with blood on his mind.
David was not a king,
but would this running man
threaten Gath’s Saul?
Would this refugee bring war?
David was not a king,
just a drooling man;
scratching with ragged nails
while royal Achish laughed.
David was not a king,
just a cowering man,
a cave, a hole in the ground,
like a beetle hid from the sun.
David was not a king,
but men sought him out;
four hundred losers,
debt, upset and probably never satisfied.
David was not a king,
beard still damp from indignity,
followed by an uninspiring mob,
and here is a man after my own heart.
