Killing

Lo! the foolish fell.
Silence about —
While the hero stood
And saw the gathering crowd.

What an awkward
Fall is this ...
An unseen conqueror,
After looking toward.

The shouting throng, arouses
A triumphing cry —
While David held the head
For those who stood by.
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