Where are your manners?

 Politeness speaks to the future

It has a voice for the modern.

Politeness guides you to possibility.

But vulgarity is baseness.

Vulgarity is primitive.

It is held and echoed from the dirty street drains of centuries gone.

That's why you see old men who don't use any filter when speaking.

And go about their business offending and clumsying their way through the misery.

Those old men reach back into the past with grazed knees from worshipping concrete.

Their sense of honor and pride walks into the slaughter chute.

Here they pretend it's their courage not their resignation.

Why yes the axe head is prefereable to the drip old men.

Bloodied steel instead of a thousand days on a stretcher!

But you don't live nobly, you just bleed your expectations across my carpet!

So where are your fucking manners?