Terrance Tracy

Rookie - 169 Points (October 11,1947 / Port Arthur Texas USA)

The Slippery Slope - Poem by Terrance Tracy

A lost soul on a journey travels a slippery slope, not caring which way the soul is to lope, till the lost soul reaches the crossroads of life with choices to be made; conformity to the world's staff or travel the ancient paths that are tried and true.

Choosing exuberance for the slippery slope, the lost soul declares, "I have seen your ancient paths that are tried and true, I will not travel that superstition for the world is my hope."

Bathed in opulence for a season, the lost soul is soon to learn that dreams are shattered and covered in darkness while abiding on the slippery slope.

Donning the mask of arrogance the lost soul looks upward only to remark, "Where are your ancient paths for they are to blame, I will remain on the slippery slope and retain my fame."

The flame of fame burns dimly in the lost soul with tears to mask the shame; the slippery slope has imprisoned another victim in the shiny web of deception, a soul with no protection.

The ancient path beckons the lost soul offering compassion with its plea for salvation, one last time the lost soul hears the final plea, "Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.

Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls; for my yoke is easy and my burden is light."

The slippery slope is full of twists and turns suffice with ephemeral offers to ensnare the lost soul; the choice is yours, which do you prefer; the ephemeral or the eternal ancient path it is for you to choose..

Terrance Tracy

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 6, 2014

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