The Poison of Paralysis The poison came so gradually it raised no oppositionBut liberty to walk in love felt faintest hesitationSo subtle was the first affect that no alarm was raisedbut unbeknownst to anyone a brother had been dazed The goal of scheming mind had no intention war to startJust leave a trace of poison to defile the pure in heartLike arsenic fed over time in increments minuteImpairment only visible by those through grace astute For loves strong flame still burned though slightly lower by degreeAs strength began to wane a moan signaled I've grown wearyA mind and heart once free and clear now anxious thoughts perusedAs toxic questions undetected poison was diffused Like tares sewn by an enemy amidst good seed concealedUntil the fruit begins to form its nature not revealedSo gradually love cools but only seen in close analysisThe end achieved by subtle foe not death just mere paralysis (anonymous)
_________________Alan and Dina Martin
Outstanding poem. It certainly is so visible in the world around us, especially in the churches.Paralysis is a poison. It doesn't kill, but subdues.