this poem is from my first poetry chapbook, “Good Morning New Year”.

It speaks to my dealing with opposition and fear.

How Will I Fare When I Stand Before Goliath

how will I fare before a Goliath?

will discouragement from family, friends

invade my ears, my heart, make me stand down

will terror his girth, horror his sword

make me cower, fret, lose nerve, run and hide

who is this Goliath that makes me shrink

from following after my dreams?

the apprehension of taking a risk

the fear of failure pursuing success

the timidity of stepping on stage

the avoidance having, achieving goals

who is Goliath that makes me stand down?