Here Comes the Giant

© 2009 J Oscar Bittinger

Here comes the giant
He darkens the street where you live
He isn’t mindful
Of crushing
All you might offer him
Doesn’t feel much of anything
As he lumbers through your town
All you built up by hand
Gets in his way
So he kicks it down
Here comes the giant
Here comes the giant
Do you feel small
Cause your back’s against the wall?

Here comes the giant
Wish I had King David’s slingshot
I’d put an eye out
I’d give him a little of all I’ve got, but
Here comes the giant
Here comes the giant
You don’t have to feel small
Though you’re backed against the wall
Even if we feel strong
We may have to wait until he’s gone…
Till he’s gone…

EDIT 2005: May 3 | 2009: Feb 20