Surface Appearance

“Just a poor white man. Yea that’s what I am.” Ask passing travellers. Arrogant show superior. Believe summarized they know. “I’m (uneducated) poor white trash they’ll tell you so.” With vipers lash. He was a rye kinda guy a wholesome weathered hulk. Sorta slow kinda shy mild mannered masculine bulk. Issued active brain, ailing, imbecile health, seemed at fundamental, fuddled fault. Though tower of superlative strength none could, corrupt or halt. Pulpy mash. Oatmeal upstairs. Known locally as an honest old bolt. Throughout tireless fleeting years. Puzzlement. Is expression. He wears. Achievements accepted none was never rich whole education digging ditch. Broken, dirt poor, responsibilities none, sober helpful; kind to everyone. When danger threatened. Trouble struck. First he staunchly stood. To oppose oppressive muck. Subsistence life, only stanchion strong. Untwisted bear, without doing wrong. Humanities giant. Stands. Mythically acclaimed. Above picturesque. Plains. Statue never retarded. Copyright © Terence George Craddock