Take aim at tradition
Right between the ides that march it through
And may your aim be true
Dance into the bulls eye on a mission
It is your claim that drew
The furor of contention out of you
It is disdain that grew and from it you advised
Other offspring while you were ostracized
Narrow victories accrue
Sons & daughters count you wise…
…So when your target scopes you too
And it’s death for one of you
Take aim at tradition
Use up ammunition’s triggered view
And may your aim be true
© Tony Haynes
Excerpt from the book “Throwing A Dart
Through The Heart Of Tradition”
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