#WritcoPoemPrompt18
I walk across the golden sands,
Leaving footsteps of my memories,
Follow me across the lands,
Let's celebrate our victories,

Bound by threads of heritage and past,
A soul of brilliance shines, yet forecast,
To walk the straight and narrow, a path defined,
By tradition's constraints, where innovation's left behind.

The weight of expectation, a burden to bear,
A conservative heart, with values rare,
Deserving respect and acclaim, for staying true,
Yet, in the shadows, a spark of creativity waits anew.

Like a masterpiece, confined to a frame,
The soul yearns to break free, to rearrange,
The colors of convention, to paint outside...