James J. Jackson

Poet and Journalist

We, a socialist poem

James J Jackson

We make the profits.

We starve.

We make the wealth.

We starve.

We make you rich.

We starve.

We are promised rewards.

We starve.

We are isolated.

We starve.

We march.

We are fed.

We rally.

We are fed.

We have the guillotine.

We win.

3/15/19

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democratic socialism, eat the rich, guillotine, poetry, revolution, revolutionary poetry, revolutionary poets, socialism, socialist poetry, socialist poets, we got the guillotine

Date:

March 20, 2019

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