In this land to the bone
There are two kinds of folks
Quality ones who count and
Trashy ones who don’t.
Nothing we won’t forgive
Quality folks who count
Nothing we won't do to
Trashy ones who don’t.
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Author:
Jerry Reynolds (
Offline) - Published: January 9th, 2026 08:34
- Category: Sociopolitical
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- Users favorite of this poem: Tristan Robert Lange, jjudaharts

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Nature has its way of sorting things out. A lovely write Jerry
Thanks, sorenbarrett.
You are most welcome
Good write J.
Thanks, Orchi.
Jerry, this is stark and confrontational. The bluntness leaves no room to hide, and that discomfort feels intentional. It hits fast and doesnโt let go. Well done, my friend. Powerful.๐น๐ค๐๐ฏ๏ธ๐ฆโโฌ
Thanks, Tristan.
Definitely reached the bone now? Or deeper still to go?
This cuts through the bullshit, Jerry.
Thanks, Dave.
Fine words Jerry and so true.
Andy
Thanks, Andy.
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