Best Supt Poems

I beheld your frame in my doubting eyes
there was no way for me to 
explain this to by brain.
How could my trembling hands want to
follow the trail,and explore your definition.

If I know you are taboo.
What damage could be done in my adoration.
Not put here I...

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Another bloody weekend in Chicago
   104 shot, 14 fatally
You know all about George Floyd
   But those 118 tragedies? -- null & void

Every one shot a person of color
   Every shooter a nonwhite
Where was Jesse Jackson's* loud voice  ...

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