Traditions Poem by Marshall E Gass

Traditions



You are born into a gps place where pinpoints of religions,
rituals and romances have been inbuilt into the waft and weft
of the world from the fabric was rolled out in rolls
of generations that went before you? Think back.

There is little you can change abruptly but slow
careful threads woven into the final pattern will reveal
how you wish to include, direct
and introduce a new pattern of thinking
into the new curtains you may hand hang on the walls
of a society that needs new furnishings!

Soon you will find yourself in the middle
of a movement shifting between traditions
that lay suppressed and controlled
by a segment of society that deemed
belief in change impossible without
tick marks from the elders of
a stagnant culture unable
to understand change and consequences!

I say to you. Go change traditions
to make society adapt better
to what lies ahead
not back! Change now. Its your time.

Tuesday, April 1, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: metaphor
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