a poem for theological thugs on Facebook
Whenever you begin to walk in stride,
Starting to feel a tinge of pride;
And repenting.
Whenever you start to feel lighter,
as you walk in spiritual truth,
Grounded, Rooted, Steadfast.
Watch out!
Those gangsters of the holy hood,
They’re up to no good.
They look for posts,
For anyone who is delighting in God;
to Devour.
Oh, Theology Thugs,
You need a big degree to join the club.
Ol’ Bart Error-man, king of the class,
O rescue me, like a sweet lass from a fiery dragon.
Theology thugs come in many flavors.
Usually one is the leader and the other the hitman.
Watch out!
Cunning and crafty; conniving!
always striving;
seeking to find the next victim,
to share the next dictum
that will devastate.
Who shall we target today?
Let’s lay in wait for our prey.
Let’s forsake going to God to pray,
And blast them with a gust of furious venom!
Let’s share what may be the truth,
Let’s always win!
Where is the Chief?
Here is our tribe!
Aha! I got one, a post.
What a noobie!
Let’s fling the holy hand grenades!
Away with this heretic!
Quick! Quick! Quick! Blitzkrieg! Attack!
Dig a deeper trench,
OK, we are safe in our trench!
Come hide away theology thugs,
We just blasted a gaping hole in His side
But oh, have you thought?
Have you reckoned?
Have you seen? You wound the Body of Christ?
Let’s clothe ourselves in violence!
We will have vengeance!
What is the Holy Spirit?
What is speaking the truth in love?
What is it to be full of grace and truth?
A war-torn, torn-up viral post, meme,
Sarcastic, cutting, themes,
Portals of depravity clothed in words of theology,
Portents and potions of poison, with sophisticated accents,
Condescending crescendoes and echoes in the echo chamber!
Put another one in the chamber! Russian roulette!
Haha! Oh yeah baby!
50-cal, let it rip, let’s rejoice in death.
Gory glory, their glory is their shame,
They have maligned the Name.
Yet they seek Power and Fame.
Front cover, sell outs, sold books, handsome looks,
Narcissism in the theological theatre.
What a drama! What a show!
Let’s indulge! Watch the Coliseum we put victims in.
Where are the lions?
Oh Lion of Judah, why do you delay?
You could win the day. Why don’t You join the fray?
Amazing grace…
Uproot the innocent, rip up what is growing.
Compete! Win! Victory!
Oh, you have won, but have you won truly?
Perhaps you are adding to the persecutions of Christ.
Open your eyes, oh ye theology thugs, enthralled in thuggery.
If only the theological thugs would see,
They are attacking the Body.
Are they even part of the Body or on the team of the Adversary?
I cannot say with confidence.
