The Write Way

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)

Wednesday, May 7, 2025

Quarantine the freedom of speech

My words flow across this piece of paper

like an epidemic, pandemonium

a tsunami of Truth

Bob Jenkens

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bob1jenkens: Brooklyn, Michigan, United States; I have a degree in broadcasting from the Specs Howard school of broadcast arts in Detroit. I've worked in radio as a morning show host, a news director and a program director. I've had audio tracks I produced featured on the pumpkins.net. I think I can change the world. Not in the way it revolves but in the way we see it. I no I'm struggling now I always have. That's just me. God's purpose for me is I think to share my struggles. I still don't see but some how in the long run. I will affect the lives of many people in a positive way. Mark my words.

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Wednesday, May 7, 2025

Quarantine the freedom of speech

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