And through the wall it went.

For from the dark this heathen came, and it glared with absent eyes. It stooped and swayed maliciously preening. Seeking ambrosia it vied for time. Innocuous it wished to render, and expectant in a dream surrender. With Christ in hand and God in heart at my behest I lay him waste!  Stunned at my sudden gaze it did inanimate,  and through the wall it acquiesced.. I shall have no fear for the Lord is with me.