A giant-hero, Samson,
Worked hard in prison;
Because of a woman,
Who betrayed this man!
Slowly his hair grew up again.
His strength, he did regain.
Days he spent with patience,
Awaiting a good chance.
Philistine kings were glad.
And they went almost mad
To bring out a celebration
On this victorious occasion.
They said, 'Our God, Dagon,
Got us victory o'er Samson.
We'll call him to entertain us,
He'll make us enjoy thus.'
As Samson was made blind,
A boy led him by hand.
He was then made to stand
Between two pillars, at one end.
But Samson prayed, 'O Sovereign Lord,
They pulled my eyes out blind.
Please give me strength again.
I want to teach them all a lesson.'
Between two pillars where he stood,
With all his force he pushed.
'O Let me die, ' he shouted,
“With them who gloated.'
The entire edifice fell down,
Killing those very men and women,
Who waited with sadistic pleasure
Out of this, in a large measure.
Poor Samson too was found
Crushed to death, on the ground,
Deep under dust and debris.
Sadly, his life ended thus.
A hero, who had made history,
Thus died in great tragedy.
Buried near his father,
His name all people remember.
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Samson died a tragic death.but he is safe with God now. Very compassionate write, Simon. Warmest regards, Sandra