Tradition

When they say that I'm too far gone

Tradition keeps me from moving on it

Condones death and excuses hate

But trust comes natural in it's warm embrace

I stand and face this awful place

I don't agree but can not escape

I will not see the same out of date excuse for pain

Hate passed down from father to son and taught to every generation

Will you be the one to break tradition's chain of pain and hate?

Break it.