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The Straight Path
Introduction: The Burden of Tradition
In a world of evolving thought and rebellious tides,
A soul restrained by tradition must confide.
The path it walks, narrow and tight,
A disciplined way, shunning the flight.
This poem is about the invisible chains that tradition often imposes, shaping the lives of those who dare not veer from its course. It’s about the weight of living by rules—some beneficial, some limiting—and how those who follow it, despite their brilliance, often live within the constraints of what others deem acceptable.
Chapter 1: The Birth of Tradition
From the roots of ancient customs, sprouted the tree,
Its branches stretched wide in the names of the free.
But what is this freedom when shackled by laws,
A mind constrained by tradition’s claws?
The rules were set before time even began,
Guiding each woman, each child, each man.
To follow the steps, walk straight and true,
Is the noble path, the righteous view.
The wise and good, brilliant and fair,
Look to these traditions with unwavering care.
In them lies the virtue, in them lies the grace,
For no one dares challenge this sacred space.
Chapter 2: The Soul Within
A soul that’s good, deserving acclaim,
One who lives with honor, free of shame,
Walks the narrow path, the narrow road,
A bearer of the ancient code.
The good, the brilliant, with gentle grace,
Knows the value of their place.
Deserving respect, they take no pride,
But within their heart, a fear they hide.
For even the most perfect soul,
Bound by tradition, can feel less whole.
The rules, so clear, yet carry weight,
A voice inside whispers, "Is this fate?"
Chapter 3: The Battle Within
With every step, the soul grows weary,
For tradition’s grip is so sincere,
Yet in its grasp, the soul feels torn,
Wondering if it was never born.
The brilliance...
In a world of evolving thought and rebellious tides,
A soul restrained by tradition must confide.
The path it walks, narrow and tight,
A disciplined way, shunning the flight.
This poem is about the invisible chains that tradition often imposes, shaping the lives of those who dare not veer from its course. It’s about the weight of living by rules—some beneficial, some limiting—and how those who follow it, despite their brilliance, often live within the constraints of what others deem acceptable.
Chapter 1: The Birth of Tradition
From the roots of ancient customs, sprouted the tree,
Its branches stretched wide in the names of the free.
But what is this freedom when shackled by laws,
A mind constrained by tradition’s claws?
The rules were set before time even began,
Guiding each woman, each child, each man.
To follow the steps, walk straight and true,
Is the noble path, the righteous view.
The wise and good, brilliant and fair,
Look to these traditions with unwavering care.
In them lies the virtue, in them lies the grace,
For no one dares challenge this sacred space.
Chapter 2: The Soul Within
A soul that’s good, deserving acclaim,
One who lives with honor, free of shame,
Walks the narrow path, the narrow road,
A bearer of the ancient code.
The good, the brilliant, with gentle grace,
Knows the value of their place.
Deserving respect, they take no pride,
But within their heart, a fear they hide.
For even the most perfect soul,
Bound by tradition, can feel less whole.
The rules, so clear, yet carry weight,
A voice inside whispers, "Is this fate?"
Chapter 3: The Battle Within
With every step, the soul grows weary,
For tradition’s grip is so sincere,
Yet in its grasp, the soul feels torn,
Wondering if it was never born.
The brilliance...
