By: Ardis E. Parshall - November 15, 2016 Tradition By Edgar Daniel Kramer We boast that we are free, but we are slavesWithin the shackles of a tyrant rule ;We stumble helplessly into our graves,As little children gaping at a fool. We love and laugh, yet tremble at a dream,And follow in the narrow, beaten track,And him, whose eyes have dared to glimpse the gleam,We break beneath the cross upon his back; And him we crown with thorns and...
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