Be choosy about change

The phrase goes, "old is gold"—
And this old adage indeed,
todate water it holds,
For the 'good old days'
had some good old ways.

So I'd rather not exchange
old lamps for new,
lest I suffer as in Aladdin's tale
and loose everything of value.

For if I lose my old lamps,
I've no genie to restore my loss—
So beware of modernist shams.
Don't let change be your boss.

History's medieval days
of extended families,
when elders were revered
both for stories and homilies.
They passed on oral tradition
and cultural sensibilities.

We should try gauge what better be preserved,
So olden values are granted the respect deserved.

For some 'olds' are such pure golds
that like gold they never
fade or catch moulds.

Likewise, some traditions
are such real treasure—
You can't leave them behind
to the past generation
in return for surface new pleasure.

Or it would be soil—
or rather, soul erosion.
Pray keep some golden old mores
from such corrosion...

Change for the better,
not for the worse—
Assess and
analyze any new thing
first.

Ah, the old old mores—
they might seem such bores,
but it's they which make
the best folklores!