In this land to the bone
There are two kinds of folks
Quality ones who count and
Trashy ones who don’t.
Nothing they won’t forgive
Quality folks who count
Nothing they won't do to
Trash that don’t.
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Jerry Reynolds (
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Is it a part of the fabled wild west?
Thanks, Dusk.
It is much older than that. Strip it down to its basic thread
“Those who count and those who don’t.”
You find it woven throughout the tapestry of history.
I suspect it to be the stitch used to temporarily bind “Moral Injury.”
LOL I meant is Tulsa part of it.
the title momentarily threw me ... but then, .... I am now bound to agree ...
Sorry about that. It is the 100 year anniversary of the massacre.
While there shall be no entitlement, haven’t we suffered unbridled discrimination, still so prevalent.
Your verse to be actioned upon.
Yes! Thank you for the comment.
Come on Jerry - fezz up.
Unclassified as a category and no further comments, an allusion to 'massacre' doesn't really cut it for me.
Are you referring to relocations of Indians, 'Trail of Tears' or wot else?
Or something different......
And wot has an ancient shithouse X 3 got to do with......anything....Been around for 100 Years, had it? 😊
https://www.bbc.com/news/av/newsbeat-53108682
The “Three Crapper” may take a while.
We don’t understand all of your colorful shit either but we love you anyway.
Hey up, Jerry – thanks for the BBC link. I had no knowledge of this and it gained no mention under the ‘Telsa’ entry in Wikipedia. If, however I had spent further time and effort, I’m sure I would have found the information I was after.
“Three Crapper”? I’m sure It is a dunny X 3. If it takes a little while don’t worry – not too long though, as severe constipation can be detrimental to one’s health.
If you don’t understand anything among my ‘colourful shit’, then please feel free to ask – I would hate to think of you dwelling in a state of mystification and ignorance…. 😊
There is a tale of a large banquet being prepared and one of the people asked the man in charge of setting up the table which people should go with who around the table and the reply was:
"Those people who matter don't care; those people who care don't matter"
Andy
Very profound. Thanks, Andy.
So true!
A fine write Jerry.
Yes, being in the UK, the title threw me at first too.
Thanks, Orchi.
'In this land to the bone
There are two kinds of folks
Quality ones who count and
Trashy ones who don’t.'
and Yet: you have three doorways
in that image, Jerry
how convoluted, our sense of Truth
manifests itself
when we conveniently, curate
our corrupted
reality of heinous: righteousness..!
(know, that when we remember and celebrate
humanity's achievements, we are cementing our worth
but, when we remember and mourn
humanity's tragedies: we offer a path for our growth...!)
thank you, dear Poet
for being that insightful and empathetic, Human
we all need to know, still exists - to showcase
a version of that better Person
we're all striving: to become...
that's what your simple write, represents Jerry
at least, to me
that's the power for good we All, possess!!!
Tulsa - Race massacre, 101 years old today...
( https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tulsa_race_massacre )
knowledge is Power, choosing to share
is choosing to Keep our 'humanity': alive
and staving-off, that 'inhumanity'
threatening to drown us all
in hate fuelled: inhumane monstrosity...
Wow L.B. I am humbled, Thank you for that.
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