the idea is to love them

you have to speak Jesus
to speak to Jesus
tell me how the spirit moved you
last Sunday at the fifth-sunday pot-luck

tell me about your purity
and give me your testimony
wrap tracts around dollar bills
to scare your waitresses

grandma made me fluent
with a southern twist
in the language of the savior
and the saved

in five minutes she could have
the sad and big-eyed junkies
witnessing and telling me
the abc's of Jesus

more importantly, the junkies
walked away with smiles
a meal
and a piano-playing, southern-drawling
garden-growing grandma
for a friend