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… when called ‘Man’-“KIND”

07 Apr

Laser ‘Pointers’, a concentrated illuminater directed upon a “chosen”.

Having had to cash a business renumerance that “was too small to get to the bank by itself”, I decided to go to a ‘McDonald’s’ , instead of making something at home. I walked to the counter that had a Woman “herding” four children ranging from (about) four to eleven years of age. The youngest noticed me and, immediately in a confidentialists’ voice… “Hey, can I have a Quarter?”. The Woman / Shepherdess WAS OBLIVIOUS to the young man’s pitch. I told him that, in order to get the Quarter, HE HAD TO tell the Woman, ( “His Aunt”.), what he was doing. He wouldn’t, so I DID, giving the “business-collage-fund” to her. NOT ONE instance of a recognition of SOMEONE attempting to TEACH HER KIN HOW to PROTECT themselves… or HER, WAS GIVEN!

By the time the counter person was able to take my order the brood had left… (no, “THANK YOU” (!) but, I’m “sure” the adverse went… ” Yeh, and “YOU” can KISS MY ROSEY-“RED”-RECTUM!!!!!”… so much for # 3= “FOR THE”.) I asked what could be purchased for a DOLLAR, “PER”? She showed me the menu as if I were supposed to “KNOW” I made my three choices and, watched her turn to the TWO, ( most LIKELY.), SPANISH “FLUENT” cooks getting the order in order and utter ” RAPID-OH, come ON(!). RAPID-DOH!”  The counter person had “a bandana tied around “pickaninnied dreads ” that had been such a regular feature that her HAIR QUIT growing throughout most of her scalp’s topography. Add the ACCOUTREMENT of service wear fitting finely enough that, (while facing the cooks.), a 1920’s “style” set of overused MEDICINE BALLS peeked from the “waist-banned” of the trousers, having shoved the shirt “up-UP and AWAY”.

I tried to infer to her that she was pronouncing the word “wrong”, when in actuality I WAS trying to tell her that TREATING someone that SHE felt “BENEATH HER” was the SAME THING that HER, ( MINE ESPECIALLY.), RACE had suffered since coming to THIS COUNTRY FROM THE BEGINNING.

But, “IT” was LOST to her… HOPE-FULLY, NOT YOU.

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becoming much like CANCER
overrunning what’s not ours
to rid this social spancel
without too many scars

the care “of” very daunting
so fragile of its cast
repercussions oh so haunting
time to heal and make such fast

of the many types of fauna
is it wonder some abuse
they the weaker but more ruthless
placing charges near THE fuse

there’s a promise well to keeping
that’s been lost we need to find
it’s first name told while were sleeping
that would be when called ‘Man’-“KIND”

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

I remember this: ( written on a bolder in a city park of RENO, NEVADA…)

FORGIVENESS

is the

FRAGRANCE

on the heel of a BOOT

From the FLOWER it HAS

JUST CRUSHED

***************************

D’Ellis

 

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