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?