My face isn't carved in a mountain. I've never been struck by lightning.
I've never saved a crying baby from a burning house fire nor have I over come my misfortunes in life to acquire a name for myself. I consider myself a writer although all I've written is only pieces of torn limbs of my distraught existence. (a bunch of poems)
I could die tomorrow!
I could....die tomorrow
it depends where your emphasis goes. I could die tomorrow. I could die tomorrow I could die tomorrow.
you could too. But I hope we don't I hope we see it coming we could all die tomorrow. when tomorrow gets here we'll know where the emphasis goes! Bob Jenkens Holy /h2o-water.html
I didn't get evicted from my house yesterday. The land lord had documents that she recopied and tried leaving half the agreement out of at yesterdays hearing. She got caught lying. (is that the write spelling for not being truthful?) I got to question her about us living in this house all winter with no heat. When I did Question her she lied. She over exaggerated her denial. "did you know Connie that the homes furnace didn't work when you took eleven hundred dollars from me and let us rent the home?" Her response is like a Jim Carey movie.. "No" head shaking shoulders shrugging hands waving. was there a problem with the oven? I asked her she snaps at me." I bought you a new element". Mrs smith why do you suppose the cabinets next to the stove are in such poor shape?
I don't know she said. I told the judge Your Honor you can read my text messages to Connie and you can see in February I Huddled in front of my oven with the door open and the ceiling fan cranking trying to keep my family warm when I realized the last tenant here was living the same way. That's why the glass is cracked in the stove, That's why the cabinets paint is falling off and that's why the element was burnt out in the oven when we moved in. Because she had to fix the furnace she made up a story we were three months behind. only one month was for next month. The Judge was discouraged. Her Lawyer couldn't look up and kept shaking his head, The Judge ruled I didn't owe rent in advance. That the documents I provided were complete even if Connie's had "accidentally" had the last sentence cut off. The Judge ruled we can stay but who wants to? This woman is so terrible she will try to steal from me and my family. And she don't see anything wrong with what she's done. She rented us a house with messed up water and no heat. Maybe she can get a job in Flint.
Different people know me for different reasons . So you can expect different people have different opinions of my character. It matters to me what people think of me. Some of you may say I'm mean.
Another might argue that I don't take no shit and will fight. I have learned to bend a little in life. Not be so fast to snap. People need to learn to be better to each other.
This is going to kill me but I can't keep not writing about it.
I know bullied! I've known lonely and desolate but bullied you can't do to yourself.
Later today I expect I'll be evicted from my home. I've been living here for fourteen months after I spent two years homeless. Five and a half months in this home have been without heat. I Paid my rent and I complained to Connie smith about me and my child being without heat. She finally fixed it in March because in February It would not get warm in here. I'm standing in front of the oven with the door cracked and the oven on in an effort to warm the room. I remembered when I moved in here the element was burnt out in the oven. Connie the landlord ordered one and when it came in I installed it.
So I'm standing here now and I notice the way the cabinets next to the stove are deteriorating and worn . It occurred to me... The previous tenants have stood here over this door huddling to stay warm just like I am now.
This woman knew this heater didn't work when she took my eleven hundred dollars and let me and my five year old move into this property. Now she's retaliating and using the courts to put me back on the homeless list.
Last time I was bullied into homelessness it was judge Laura shadler from lenawee county MI.
She actually took my house Illegally! I know bullied! Out of desperation I published a book through kindle direct publishing in hopes it could go viral and save my life. "will write for food" didn't go viral but I think It's because God wants me to write this piece and he's not going to let me flourish without saying Will-Write-Food-Bob-Jenkens-ebook/dp/B00H5XTPGA/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8.
My Dad died in January He died a poor man and I can't help but feel it's my fault. I always exspected some day I would write something that would open me up to flourish. And I always expected my dad would be there to see. I'm sorry Dad right-write-written.html .I really thought we were going to bring you home from the hospital. Until that morning the hospital called and told us to get up there. Even then I didn't exspect to get there and find you getting beat up by the nurses at Allegiance Hospital. /whistle-blowers-we-need-to-take-our.html
Dad wanted his ashes put up north at the cabin so this past weekend the family congregated up there to lay Dad down with his wife my step mom Sharon. (Love you both).
At the cabin My older sister Evonne Was talking to my girlfriend she told her about how small I use to be. She said she went to college and came home for the summer and I had grown. She told Christina "I made him lick mustard off the floor"ketchup.html Oh I know bullied. I've been bullied by our courts again and again I've paid my dues put me under I micro scope and you'll see everything that's wrong with the judicial system!/under-micro-scope.html
My Mom told me as I sat in southern Michigan Prison "Everything happens for a reason."
Some things I can see no reason for. I started writing in prison. I wrote a poem for my Mom who came religiously to visit me. ("hidden from reality") My teachers probably imagined I'd be sent to prison but I don't think they could imagine I'd write. Apology to my teachers @Columbia central.
I can't see any reason a group of kids would grab a four foot three inch freshman up and put his head in a toilet. But I know bullied. Even at four foot three I could fight the senior class. For whats right and what's wrong.Don't-stay-down.html
I know Bullied! later today at 3:15 I'm gonna be a homeless. I've been there before. It don't pay to be homeless. Less than minimum wage I must get ready for court.
I told my Mom I wrote this poem about you mom. she read it and asked how is this about me?
