Beer Goggles
If it weren’t for the goggles I wouldn’t pick up
Squelchy carpets
Thumping music
Sleazy people
Wanna root?
Goggles on
What a place!
Friendly people
Chicky Babes!
Beer Goggles and religion
Much the same thing
Obscuring your judgement
Impairing your vision
Morning breath
Pounding head
Need to piss
What the Fuck?
Who are you?
Don’t call me
I’ll call you
Infallible truth, inerrant word
The mind it boggles
Read the Bible
But remove the Goggles
Hi again world – hope you enjoyed the poem – I suspect some of you didn’t. My thoughts at the moment come across as very dark and my poems…if you will allow me to call them that, are not received all that well by some, but in my mind atleast, they are a sparkle of light. I guess a little bit like taking the beer goggles off and finding out who I actually have in my heart – what does this God I have known for decades actually look like?
The poem is a reflection on Judges 11 and the list of heroes we find in Hebrews 11.
Jephthah’s faith is commended because he sacrificed his virgin daughter as a burnt offering to our God, yes the very same God that we worship. (Unless you can find something else he has done?)
Mature religion takes the beer goggles off – The world looks on at a bunch of closed minded, goggle wearing freaks that are in bed with a very ugly God. A God so wrathful that we need to be saved from him.
So it seems that our defense of the infallibility of our Bible serves a higher purpose……..beer goggles.
And without the goggles we see the loving God who loves us unconditionally no matter what….
You got it in one. š