Surpassed Supression

Each page draws me

closer to check and falling

sprout of surpassed suppression.

I give no heart to pain

and I ignore its friend

prejudice,

It has no beacon of 

warmth,

No fix that is real 

or help.

There is one,

and its only an idea.

Only, as if that made

it any less powerful

and true.

6/9/14

Published by James J Jackson, Jr

I'm a poet and leftist political organizer from Sacramento, CA.

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