Pride And Manner Poem by Wilfred Mellers

Fractured now our yesteryears gone bye and bye
Hope filled romantic sullen traveler roaming aimlessly through heightened senses and swallowed pride
My Juliet as abstract as Picasso's painting unfinished yet I wait patiently
A lesser being would have folded long ago, but now I trod forth in the wilderness

Awaken in a dream I ponder truer meanings of my fate yet bestowed
Am I the only one left for broken morality lays dying in darkened corners?
The truth is nothing more than a lie we believe for lack of true knowledge
Trust do only those who would like to see and seek love holds a backward concept

Honesty lies in caskets wooden decaying and devoured by parasites
Lay me down now for at last I reminisce of ancestors I follow
Monogamy has now become a four-letter word use as an explicative
Spew the garbage lyrics from urbanites and street corner philosopher's menacing

My love cannot be explained nor described by an adjective yet feelings I have
No foul language cursed utterance from my lips shall pass my love's ears
I know what I treasure and your happiness comes as a priority
Though honestly maybe dead, this old fashion attitude I still possess

Suffered the innocent whose guilt judged and convicted by those wanting to eat of my flesh
Two half-wits dance the Tango while played by the player on rooftops
Dancing around emotions worn for spring's guilty pleasures of vanity sought
Sacrificed love for a refined ninny fell for May's flower blooming brightly

Yes these are the words of the last romantic for after I no more
I maybe ancient and outdated, but love is what I know true
Out with the old-maidish and in with the new times long overdue
Extinction looms over Romeo's head, but I shall leave you with hope for promises a new