A Giant Slayer

A Giant Slayer prose poem

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In Biblical times there was a youngster name David who killed a lion and a bear. Later on, he also killed a terrorizing giant and became the second king of Israel. My oldest brother never became a king, but he slew several giants.
They were not real but figurative giants, but still, he disposed of them all, making life easier for all of us.

The name of the first giant to be killed was “MR. POVERTY”. He was about the biggest of them all, having intimidated millions. But my brother disposed of MR. POVERTY by being a hard worker by taking advantage of every opportunity that came his way

The second giant that he faced was “MR. I CAN’T”. MR. I CAN’T was not only huge, but both subtle and clever. He not only worked from the outside utilizing his brute strength, But he sought to work on the mind, taking away one’s confidence. Nevertheless, my brother slew him decisively by not only succeeding himself, but he helped me and many others to realize our own abilities. With the jump-start that he gave to us, we were able to go as far as our dreams would take us.

The third giant boldly stepped up with the name of “MR. MAKE US RICH”. He was quickly dispatched when my brother decided to stop spending his entire life making ‘other people rich’. Instead, he started to believe strongly in himself and started his own business.

The fourth giant to fall was “MR. RENT RECEIPTS”. He was slain when my brother purchased his own home and started investing in other properties. In so doing, he stopped receiving rental receipts and started to give them out to others.

“MR. SELFISHNESS” was the fifth giant to fall, and he was put down because my brother refused to ignore the needs of others. Rather, he continued helping family members and others to better themselves.

The sixth and final giant that was killed found satisfaction in convincing others to be like all the rest. This giant defied anyone having an independent spirit, or those who had the resolve to go their own way outside the crowd, or operate outside the box. His name was “MR. BE LIKE US”. My brother, whose name was also David, Killed this giant, and like the biblical David, he cut his head completely off. This giant wanted everybody to dance by his music, but my brother was compelled to be himself and found satisfaction in doing so. David just wanted to do things his way, which was the only way he knew.

I never knew if David even had a favourite song, but if I had to guess, it would probably be Frank Sinatra’s song, “I did it my way”.

Poet’s Note –
This prose poem was written as a tribute to my oldest brother who died in 2013. It speaks to the need for all of us to have faith in God and self confidence. With God, all things are possible, and we can stand against any of life’s giant and defeat them.

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I am a retired minister and the husband of Barbara for 42 years. We reside in Sacramento ,Ca. We have two sons and a daughter, and we are the proud grandparents of 6 children.
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A sibling like the biblical hero, David…What else do we want in life:) Amazing lines:)