Cinematic [Poetry]

A BITTER TRUTH DESERVES THOSE BITTER TEARS

Some men are Romeos, others are Lears;

Some who have never loved, await their knell;

A bitter Truth deserves those bitter tears.

Some men, so lonely, must allay their fears

As Hades, coercing the Spring to hell;

Some men are Romeos, others are Lears.

Some men, even as in their youngest years

As agents of Satan, their souls did sell;

A bitter Truth deserves those bitter tears.

Of regimes of Death for love, the World hears:

Like the Hittite, who like autumn leaf fell;

Some men are Romeos, others are Lears.

A Queen lost her son for want of ideas;

A man doubts what the Walrus did but tell;

A bitter Truth deserves those bitter tears.

And I — I of whom the panging heart sears,

Must on never confessed devotion dwell;

Some men are Romeos, others are Lears:

A bitter Truth deserves those bitter tears.

A BITTER TRUTH DESERVES THOSE BITTER TEARS

Some men are Romeos, others are Lears;

Some who have never loved, await their knell;

A bitter Truth deserves those bitter tears.

Some men, so lonely, must allay their fears

As Hades, coercing the Spring to hell;

Some men are Romeos, others are Lears.

Some men, even as in their youngest years

As agents of Satan, their souls did sell;

A bitter Truth deserves those bitter tears.

Of regimes of Death for love, the World hears:

Like the Hittite, who like autumn leaf fell;

Some men are Romeos, others are Lears.

A Queen lost her son for want of ideas;

A man doubts what the Walrus did but tell;

A bitter Truth deserves those bitter tears.

And I — I of whom the panging heart sears,

Must on never confessed devotion dwell;

Some men are Romeos, others are Lears:

A bitter Truth deserves those bitter tears.

A BITTER TRUTH DESERVES THOSE BITTER TEARS

Some men are Romeos, others are Lears;

Some who have never loved, await their knell;

A bitter Truth deserves those bitter tears.

Some men, so lonely, must allay their fears

As Hades, coercing the Spring to hell;

Some men are Romeos, others are Lears.

Some men, even as in their youngest years

As agents of Satan, their souls did sell;

A bitter Truth deserves those bitter tears.

Of regimes of Death for love, the World hears:

Like the Hittite, who like autumn leaf fell;

Some men are Romeos, others are Lears.

A Queen lost her son for want of ideas;

A man doubts what the Walrus did but tell;

A bitter Truth deserves those bitter tears.

And I — I of whom the panging heart sears,

Must on never confessed devotion dwell;

Some men are Romeos, others are Lears:

A bitter Truth deserves those bitter tears.

THE MYTHOLOGICAL SOURCE

Verily, Sir, Truly there is not truth;

He who says not so, says not sooth.

For else how should Ariadne’s wire retrace

Back to the killing source from the killing place?

Were each root and consequence really the same,

Could Theseus have thus (from the Maze) outclamber’d to proclaim,

I am glory, Glory is I,

I am glory personified?

While the Minotaur lay slain.