Tradition vs Ideology

Tradition vs Ideology Between what we inherit and what we want to change An ancient voice is trying to speak The past hands down its customs and its knowledge A well-kept legacy, so we won’t forget Habits take shape in the daily life of home Over time, they become rituals that history tells But time won’t wait; we can’t freeze it in place Every choice opens a door, every voice can echo Tradition in our customs, ideology in our vision Two forces shaping the way we act What comes from family, what comes from thought In this game of life, we learn to question An idea takes shape and becomes an ideology A lens through which to see the world today A map to guide us, a way to explain But every lens hides what it doesn’t want to show Who chooses the path? Who sets the direction? What we call the truth is born from one version, too Tradition in our customs, ideology in our vision Two forces shaping the way we act What comes from family, what comes from thought In this game of life, we learn to question Inherit, doubt — remember and transform Inherit, doubt — choose what to carry on From Lewis to Marx, the struggle carries on Between the weight of history and the future up ahead Tradition is challenged by every generation And ideas compete to shape the course of action At Sunday dinner, a story is told again In the town square, an idea sparks debate Some protect the roots, some want to break away And in the clash between them, new paths may be born There is no change without memory in our gaze And no memory can control the future Tradition in our customs, ideology in our vision Two forces shaping the way we act What comes from family, what comes from thought In this game of life, we learn to question We’re not just mirrors reflecting what came before Not blank pages, not distant voices Between what holds us back and what moves us forward There’s a space — that’s where we’ll choose Who decides what stays? Who decides what falls? Every idea has a price Every lega