Sons of
David
Wise beyond years, (Jedediah) Solomon
Heir to your father’s throne.
Lusty young Amnon
Fell for his sister’s own
Body and raped her once
But oh, brother Absalon
Would have vengeance won
By killing rapist brother Amnon
And shame, his own dearth
That he would have sex in exhibition
With concubines of his father’s
And working to dethrone
His father, his own
Who always loved his son.
Of the other’s less is known
Of these, King David’s sons.
Perhaps their quiet escaped the dons
Or drowned in the wisdom
Of their brother, King Solomon,
Or the tears of their sister’s shame.
Shame should have come upon
David, King in Jerusalem
Yet he was doted on,
A man after God’s own
Heart, for through him grace was shown
To all of us, everyone
Forgiving rapist Amnon
And ever enraged Absalon
And all too wise Solomon.
Through David God’s own
Was given, yes, his son,
To forgive us, everyone.
About this poem: David is a perplexing character from the bible, at least for me. This poem addresses that. It also explains my reasoning for believing there is no real black or white to people or our faith. "There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy."
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