A Long Forgotten Tradition

You always remember to forget, yet can't forget to remember.
You're a mystery, yet easy to read.
You're young, yet older than Time itself.
What are you?

You're a long forgotten tradition.

What is your origin?
How do I answer the question I am given when in your grip?
What should I do?
Who the hell are you?

You're a long forgotten tradition.

You are the Sun's shadow.
You're the reflection of a vampire.
You're common stardust.
Youth age you.
Why do you exist, oh great mystery?

You're a long forgotten tradition.

A question with no answer.
A two faced gambler.
An honest politician.
Begone, abomination.

The tradition has been remembered.