He took a stand, defying old pain,
Facing vile assailant, his honor to gain.
Though small in stature, a contemporary David,
He stood his ground, ill fate he cheated.
With strength of will, forgetting the past,
Determination his armor, that this be the last.
He beset his Goliath, not with sling or stones,
But with cunning and speed, did offend with knee bones.
With cry of delight, his missiles well placed,
Once evil intentions were rapidly outpaced.
Laying fears aside, with help of dear friend,
Process began, bringing evil to its end.
Exposing his accoster, those to end sport.
Brought ease to memory, and joy to the court.