Douglas Ray Tucker stands before me
in ballcap and grin, hair nappy,
clothes lurched all to one side,
holding a cup, and says
jus' cause you have a CUP
don't mean nuthin',
I'm a man!
I'm tryin' to make some PROgress here.
I'm from Florida.
People different here.
People don't see nuthin' but the CUP.
Butchoo a different kinda woman, he says.
I got a sister who wears glasses, he says.
You might wear glasses, butchoo see better than most!
There is a God, he says.
We might meet each other
another time down the road!
Faith before reason, he says,
and keeps on grinnin',
faith
before
reason.
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