By reverence to tradition, I've lost my very core
My outlay went beyond expense, and still I lost much more
When honor merely strips the soul and leaves an empty shell
Dark halls of silent chambers, where once a spirit dwelled
By reverence to tradition, I let my eyes go blind
Vision upsetting balance..... I tried to walk the line
Now I walk as a cripple, tradition as my crutch
Losing sense of self respect, numb and out of touch
By reverence to tradition, I went about my days
Functional....and yet....not there.....acting in a play
Shame on me for fooling them, living HALF a life
The price of honor is too high, it bled me like the knife
TAIM I'NGRA LEAT
Lady A
6/16/03
~PAX~
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Reviewed by T. Emilie Dybevik (Reader)
Reviewed on June 22, 2003
....And we keep on walking with our heads held high .... FOR ALL of the woman we are. Love your creativity. Sadness is dwelled upon so beautifully.
Thank you,
Teresa
Reviewed by Cathy Montgomery (Reader)
Reviewed on June 17, 2003
"Now I walk as a cripple, tradition as my crutch
Losing sense of self respect, numb and out of touch "
Powerful write!!!
Reviewed by Patrick Cassidy (Reader)
Reviewed on June 17, 2003
Very nice write. Been cut a couple of times by those binds myself. Luckily the poetry survives.
Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)
Reviewed on June 17, 2003
Excellent write with power and depth!
~Joseph
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
Reviewed on June 17, 2003
Oh Yes, this is outstanding. A brilliant look at the pitfalls of tradition.
Reviewed by nevine Al Seidi (Reader)
Reviewed on June 17, 2003
Anita,I am trying to believe my eyes; when I do, I'll comment..?
Traditions connect us to our past. They remind us of what our ancestors went through. Their endurance has allowed our survival. What you have done is taken the past and correctly applied it to your future. It is something to know, but not necessarily to live by.
This is an incredible poem. It is extremely well-written and expresses a great deal. At least to me.
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on June 16, 2003
Great write.
Reviewed by michael horetsky (Reader)
Reviewed on June 16, 2003
Many of us cant shake tradition..Well conveyed .. Well don!!!
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Thank you,
Teresa
Losing sense of self respect, numb and out of touch "
Powerful write!!!
~Joseph
stunning poem.
This is an incredible poem. It is extremely well-written and expresses a great deal. At least to me.
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Please, please would you translate TAIM l'INGRA LEAT for me??
Chrissie