It drives a wedge between my eyes like a double edged sword,
pulling me in motion like currents in the sea.
I cannot escape the pull of its gravity, no more than I can my shadow.
Im orbiting into new dimensions.
Like an object lost in space.
I imagine what it is like to be free from the bondage of pain.
Like splinters being plucked from swollen hands
the pain becomes numb.
Im in pain, from being free from pain
Like Siamese twins separated by surgery
I miss it like missing limbs, but it’s always present.
Steve Champion, San Quentin death row
L e a d M e
Michael S. Combs
From the unreal lead me to the real...
From the darkness lead me to the light...
From imprisonment lead me to justice and freedom...
From stationary lead me to mobility...
From ignorance lead me to self-knowledge...
From deficiency lead me to growth and empowerment...
From all that is evil and wrong lead me to the righteous and just...
From being alone and a follower of life lead me to become a true leader of change and the positive...
From the unknown lead me to be known in knowledge that matters...
From around my heart my these things lead me and give me drive to stay alive within and beyond this place...
Poetry, writing & Lessons in Life from San Quentin death row