# Oh Zealots So Red
So cold a night, and none to warm my bed1
But you, a youthful stranger hired to spend
The night, to hear my stories dear and dread,
And nod and wonder too when will it end.2
I killed a giant once,3 six cubits high
Or more,4 cut off his bloody head and raised
It by the hair.5 But surely that's not why—
O Absalom! God's anger also blazed
Against the baby.6 Better I should die.
O Absalom! I'll go to him; he will
Not come to me.7 Michal, would you deny
A king?8 Oh, Jonathan, my escort still?9
I see you gathered, all, through murky haze.
So long a night, I scarce recall the days.
# Footnotes
1: David addresses Abishag the Shunammite.
2: See I Kings 1:1-4.
3: David's mind begins to drift as he lay dying.
4: See I Samuel 17:4.
5: See I Samuel 17:51.
6: See II Samuel 12:18.
7: See II Samuel 12:23.
8: David experiences terminal hallucinations. See II Samuel 6:20.
9: See I Samuel 20:41-42.
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