I sat in a field and gazed at the sky
watching two birds fly way up high
the small bird dove again and again
fighting a battle he could not win
the hawk barely flinched and soared
the little one’s cries he clearly ignored
I marvelled at the relentless attack
as David flew at Goliath’s back
what desperation could there be
to make him try endlessly
with courage beyond his small size
he rent the heavens with his tries
did somewhere far below the blue
lie a nest with eggs of rosy hue
was this a fight of life or death
protecting those without a breath
risking all against a foe
with every ounce to make him go
while hidden in their little nest
the unborn chicks stayed at rest
just before his strength gave way
two starlings came to join the fray
then for a moment David was gone
somewhere to rest but not for long
with fresh zeal he fought once more
as Goliath continued to soar
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