To let go is to give in.
From one generation to another no change discerned:
The story goes on as written by familial hand.
The mirror of self shows no flaws;
Distorted reflections of lessons taught.
Tenderness wrapped in barbed wire;
Conviction does not bleed when cut.
Fault easily spread,
Seeds never find the farmer.
Anger grows like moss in shadows;
Fear of humility blocks the light.
Solutions die before birth;
Suicide by ego.