Traditions

Bound by our own ropes
We struggle and writhe in agony
Deprived of our deepest desires and hopes
We suffer because we submit.

Once we see we've been programmed
The chance arises to overcome
To realize that no one is damned
By the standards thrust upon us.

By moving out of our comfort zone
We can reclaim our freedom
None of these rules are set in stone
Unless we ourselves engrave them.

Moving the boulders set in place
Setting change in motion
We can live at our chosen pace
Make a new world.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

(Sept. '08)

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nkorinko's picture

I really liked this piece. I

I really liked this piece. I think it captures a piece of life that every person on this planet deals with. As we grow up we have our elders teaching us what THEY believe is right from wrong and this and that. The amount of space left for us to make our own beliefs is very narrow unless we allow ourselves to stay open minded and venture out into new perspectives on things and allow ourselves to take everything around us in at once rather than what we have been told all our lives.


The only problem with the story carved on your chest, is its hard to read when your missing your ribs..

robbie's picture

I really like this poem. I

I really like this poem. I guess I can relate! I would change the last line though. It says what you wan't to say, but it doesn't seem as smooth as the rest of the lines. I know it would break your rhyme scheme but maybe rhyming the B and D. I know I ramble.  Maybe something like:

Moving the boulders set in place
Setting change in motion
We can live at our chosen pace
** without their self promotion

**unbound with pure emotion

**free from false commotion    ***tranquility something ocean

or it doesn't even have to rhyme    it just feels like too many syllables maybe. 

I really like the poem though. There are expectations which we can either follow or disregard.