The banquet was about to be laid,
The great and the good ,
The rich and the bad,
Would all be there.
The great and the good,
Confidant in their goodness,
Saying nothing.
The rich and the bad,
Money their only God,
Bragging about their power.
The table was ready
The place names to be set,
The young waiter
Approached the Maitre’d
And asked “Who goes where?”
The Maitre’d replied:
“Those that care don’t matter,
Those that matter don’t care.”
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 3rd, 2017 01:35
- Comment from author about the poem: This is so true in many cases.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments8
Very nice Goldfinch! Yes, true in many cases.
Thank you WBL.
A prophetic day today - yes I go along with this super little piece.
Thank you Michael.
Good write. Yes - seems so.
Yes it does you see it in many spheres, even in Church.
Hm. Food for thought, in many ways.
Thank you Garry.
true is true I like this one very much!
Thank you WW, it happens in all walks of life.
Very very good GF60
Your handle sounds
Like a sports car...
That flowed just
Like one... well done !!
Thank you PH, much appreciated.
Well written and expressed Great write
Thank you Tony.
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