Just Doesn’t Work
Proverbs 20:1
Wine is a mocker and beer a brawler; whoever is led astray by them is not wise.
I can understand if you’ve ever felt so bad
that you had a beer with breakfast just so you wouldn’t go mad
I can understand waking up and feeling so low
that you needed to be medicated just so you could go
Your feet his the floor and before you even begin
the day hits you square in the face and reality sets in
Hopelessness seizes you by the throat
and you know there’s no way you can stay afloat
So you reach for the only thing that puts things in perspective
and for a few minutes you have a peaceful directive
I speak not as one who shares this affliction
and though I do not I still know addiction
And whether mental chemical or however you attack
your troubles can’t be buried they’ll always come back
Just telling the truth even if I’m a jerk
Cause peace through alcohol just doesn’t work
Whatever the hurts, hang-ups, and habits are, God is sustaining us in them. I celebrate that kind of recovery. I will also celebrate with abandon the hurts, hang-ups, and habits God takes away.
Thank you dear brother for this wonderful poem as usual. What a gift you possess.
Thanks, man! Thanks for always being in my corner too.
Many welcomes!