Bad Choice Stepping Stones Poem by Terence George Craddock

there was a stepping stone into drunkenness...

there was also a steeping stone into laziness,
into deceit, into drug addiction, into crime,
into gambling, into violence, into death murder...

each had riches rewards perils woven into a unique...

tapestry of elusive life
which stepping stone
did you eventually choose?

did you need to take first step
leading to so many traps pitfalls
chasing lure fools gold desires?


Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
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