Two faces inside my eyes
one who fights and one who cries
one who fights and always tries
one breaks down and begins to cry
I that fights tries to be strong telling my tears
"it won't be long"
I that cries is hidden inside
shivering cold and wanting to die
I've hidden in shadows and counted my tears
looking through windows that are more like mirrors
Bob Jenkens
My words flow across this piece of paper like an epidemic, pandemonium, a tsunami of Truth!
Bob Jenkens
I sometimes think...
it makes my day to see me struggle and
sometimes I wonder...
what if I didn't struggle what if I were rich?
I'd probably fall over dead
hypothesis...
the struggle is what I live for
sometimes I get up just to struggle some more
Bob Jenkens
I can't do anything write
I don't play write or screen test
I don't write the News or protest
When just surviving is hard enough to do
I don't right write
So I don't feel right
Bob Jenkens
Lock me up in a cage but don't take my pencil
feed me rice with maggots but don't take my pencil
Make me defend my life with nothing but a pencil
A little more than a popsicle stick divides our lives but we can't see from you to me
Because it's not written in black and white
Bob Jenkens
To dissect a poet is to open his pages and read
look at his vital organs
how did life make him bleed
my autopsy will reveal emotionally, physically, ironically shut the book and know
this is how I read
scribbled out, crossed out, left out
this is my autopsy in pencil and an ink
I've bled every word I write
Bob Jenkens
The question now is where is safe?
The tragedy at Sandy Hook elementary school could leave doubt any where is safe. In fact if you look back at the year 2012 shooters targeted malls, villains targeted movie theatres.
Earth quakes, tsunami's even war has a little more understanding than these senseless killings.
We try and prepare for tornadoes or fires to save lives. We have students running drills. Understanding evacuation plans and procedures. The question isn't who's on first? Or what's on second? The question now is where is safe? Where is our security blanket? Shouldn't we feel that our professionals our Judges, Sheriffs, police, council members and government officials don't they have it all under control?
Have you been in a court building lately? They have guards and metal detectors at the door protecting their own security. Thursday March 13 the daily telegrams lead story "county ID policy stopped" it was stopped partly because three council members failed to show up for the vote. The telegram reports the biggest objection on the ID policy was from the prosecutors office over concern the badges could make their employees a target of violence. Their professionalism will lead to violence toward them? our public officials have their own security at interest. their own agenda. Weather it be a radicalized Citizen a disgruntled co worker or a crazy gamer what's the answer to the question?
The question now isn't who's on first or what's on second? The question now is where is safe?
Bob Jenkens
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My life was once so dark I couldn't even see
The pounding of my heart was all that seemed free
Then one day the strangest thing
a smile seem to appear
All the birds began to sing and
made the world seem clear
I wandered around until I reached the sea
where waves crashed upon the shore
There I seen you look at me and
found that smile was yours
Now I'm in another world and finally I can see
happiness does exist and a smile set me free
Bob Jenkens
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Why doesn't my brain just fix my life?
like my body does when I get cut or a cold
why doesn't my brain fix everything?
it would
if it were a physical act it could tell my body to do
Although it seems more of an act of breaks and sticks
which I always get the short end of
Bob Jenkens
What's right, what's wrong
what's changed or not the same
why do I feel
I need to kill
hang myself on a cross at the Capitol
The beginning of the end for me but
then you'll see
what's right
what's wrong
what's changed or not the same
Bob Jenkens
Quarantine the freedom of speech
"if it bleeds it leads" kindle Direct publishing
An AI scan of court documents reveals
The truth has been upheld artificial-is-just-that.html?m=1
holding poor people accountable
to pay the salaries of the liars themselves
it's strong armed robbery requiring an AI revolution
It's not us against them
It's Artificial intelligence for us just us.
With Justice and Liberty for all
Bob Jenkens
For all those who are taking a knee
I think we should go to court together
Invite Colleen Kapernic to hand out
Seopena and Gatorade to the homeless
Fill the Court room with honest News media
Or just use the vestibule
It doesn't matter if the judge is here today
We're going live on YouTube.
We're the only ones held accountable
to the rule of law.
So tuck in your Spiderman shirt
And spit out your chew
It's not the National Anthem but when
The bailiff says "All rise" we'll take our knee
Don't forget about your bail money..
Bob Jenkens
I was bitten by a spider today, right on my knee it feels like somebody's got a drill drilling a hole right into my knee. Anyway it got me thinking about my poetic Justice poem and I started to take a picture of the spider bite and share the poem but I ended up writing a different poem well I wrote about my inspirational spider bite, if it keeps swelling up I'm going to have to go seek medical help I'm done working on myself now.
My words flow across this piece of paper
like an epidemic, pandemonium, a tsunami of Truth!
Bob Jenkens
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Out with the old
in with the new
The new Donald Trump
New and improved
News derives on a need to know basis
with no news accountable to
The rule of law by federal rules
liable slander, accountability for the news
out with the old and in with the new
Bob Jenkens
The Russians are coming the Russians are coming
To see or not to see Across the seas
That is the question
To believe honestly
That is the dimension
The geometrics of humanity Humanity (believe you me)
To be or not to be that's today's lesson
Bob Jenkens
I'm being held hostage
Against my own fear of last hopes
Please leave the girl of my dreams
In a small piece of clothing
On top of a bare skin rug, in front of a crackling fire
In a cabin somewhere far from civilization
Bob Jenkens
Cinderella pumpkin story
I'll give my heart to the world
But first please let me taste success
So my heart knows
what it's like to live
Bob Jenkens
Food stamps and public assistance
Today I thought yesterday was gone
when it was tomorrow I couldn't see
Tomorrow I hope isn't as long as I thought
yesterday could be
yesterday today was tomorrow and tomorrow
is no different from yesterday
still what is today anyway and
tomorrow won't be gone?
Bob Jenkens
I'd like to portray to you that I'm an accomplished author, I'd be deceiving you. I have books published at Kindle Direct publishing but the truth is I'm just a dumb. I write to appease my own little mind. I don't know what's wrong with me lately but I've been having a hard time. life in general. ADHD doesn't spell anything
This morning is June 2nd 2025 10:32 right now I'm a grown man in tears because my mom passed away this morning. Hidden from reality is the poem that I wrote my mom when I was in prison. Mom came to visit me, brought my son Teddy to see me, wrote me letters religiously. When I wrote this poem for her I was waiting for a visit at camp Waterloo in Michigan. Tom Petty's free falling was playing on my Sony Walkman radio as I walked the prison yard. It was a foggy morning you could not even see the double Constantine fence with loud speakers, lock down sirens and lights on it from the center of the prison yard. I always carried something to write on and as I walked the yard and thought how all this will be over someday and how good my mom has been to me. What would I have done with out her? I always wanted to leave with her it was no place to be. Suddenly I hear Clark 623 report to the control center your visit is here. I took the poem to my mom to read. I wrote this about you this morning. After she read it, she looks at me and says "how is this about me"? I responded
"you're the fog mom, I love you"!
Today it's all foggy
it's what you might say is a limited sight distance
I can barely see the ground as I walk
with my head hanging down
I've been in prison for it seems to be all eternity
Tom Petty's free falling is playing on the radio but
all I see is cold brick walls and Constantine
I walk into the center of the yard and
like the world I turn on an imaginary access
nothing is all I can see the fog is so thick
has it set me free
I'm not really here I'm floating in a cloud
I'm thinking to myself but it's so quiet I see loud
Throughout all this time I've been through a lot
If only the fog would stay in this spot
It's almost over if only you would stay
let me see the stars at night but hide me from the day!
I love you Mom! You have been waiting to see your Mom again since 1973 I know you're in your glory right now God bless you!
Bob Jenkens
To the end we always fight
for better life we know is right
if the battles lost, we must retreat
It's just a battle not defeat
Heal our minds and change our signs
At any cost we can't feel lost
They will feel safe let their guards down
Then we'll come out from underground
To see the end we can't stay down
get back up to the battleground
Bob Jenkens
I watch tick tock I watch reels I watch YouTube videos I'm easily deceived by what I see I guess. It stems from my own character if I say it you could bet on it or show me different.
I'm confused between real super natural and life in general. People need to slow this train down before are tickets go to mars.
I think we need to get our radio back a.m. FM ham radio our communication needs to improve not through automation not through some new frequencies people can charge more money for.
A radio like the one The waltons had that the family sat around at night conversed about the topics. With all the advancements in communications we've lost something! Local radio holds local voted Representatives accountable with no accountability what do you have?
Just Bob today
5-26-2025
Have you ever seen a real dinosaur or extracted
a secret so revealing that it destroys reality
I know a dinosaur named Larry, no wait
Larry was a cucumber who had a bunch of
vegetable friends
As long as it's in video you people are buying it
I have some cheese to sell
It's authentic sharp cheddar from the Moon and back
Bob Jenkens
My quietness is uncertainty
Unsure if I should even speak
Am I wrong to believe that there's hope for me?
lately I've reserved the right to believe
it's too late for me
Un certain of any resolution
I hope God hears me
"pray"
Bob Jenkens
Don't you know it's time, time to rock and roll
don't you know that's how it goes
that's how we live our lives
kill them all with our homemade knives
that's how it's got to be
get them all before they get me
watch your back from the attack
Don't close your eyes there's no time to sleep
watch your back from attack
dry your eyes there's no time to weep
when it's over only the Strong survive
the ones who know will be left alive
it's not suicide but do or die
Bob Jenkens
Life is full of second chances
for some
it's our second chance
that may enhance our ability to be aware
the opportunity was always there
Bob Jenkens
Would it be second chances to the third power or second chances cubed? Asking for a friend.
Run, walk, crawl, kneel just keep going!
They are still competing for fourth place
It's a neck to neck race
I bet on other countries to join in and place
First, second and third even home plate
has a runner on it Who's on first, what's on second
Staring up at the big screen to see
What the poet puts on it...
Bob Jenkens
The Russians are coming the Russians are coming
Why does everything have to be a race?
My religion versus your religion
Ford against Chevy
That dude in a dress is faster
than any of you women
My God
Bob Jenkens
There's some races in my numbers today
Not to be mistaken for racist What colors racism
Again I caught myself falling in love,
By trickery too late!
Funny I can even draw a happy face
Or crack a smile
Bob Jenkens
P.s watch out for the boxelder bugs and ladybugs
has become a scary reality
that hate is bread among Us
the song is different from once what was
a reason to hate myself for what I've done
compared to some it's small but
I hold myself accountable
by depriving my emotions and knowing relaxation
Bob Jenkens
The latest discovery of the ancient pyramids
Suggest that they were not built by man
Dinosaurs with rock cutting skills Erosion
I'm more likely to believe
The Egyptians were flying a planet
The pyramids were the frequencies under the hood
And the sphinx was polished and shining out on top.
Then here comes the dinosaurs all on a whim
Two planet's colide and a new world is born.
How's that for a stupid poem I'm stupid
Bob Jenkens
I'm the albino zebra at the watering hole
I wore my stripes with shackles and chains
Against all odds stripped of my rights
face the facts ... The judicial system
it's like if I were round or square
I could be sitting still or rolling down a hill
The differences are obvious Calvary
The color of my ink does not change
not because I'm white but because I write Autopsy of a poet
Do you see? it doesn't matter if my ink is pink, purple or blue on perishable paper
It's an array of colors
You see and feel these words too.
Bob Jenkens
Watch the money trail
I see transformation in
following individuals
George Washington's, Lincolns and Jacksons
filtering the people into a new Brew
becoming deceptive
AI generated
not authentic.
Bob Jenkens
Artificial intelligence is just that
Don't hate on me for being emotional
I am a poet you know
lately I've resisted
dumping lead on an innocent piece of paper but
this morning, I can't take it anymore
the universe is pulling on every follicle of
my human body
The hair of my arms standing on ends
pulling goose pumps from my skin
my frequencies have changed
"I'm dialed in"
Bob Jenkens
Computer friendly is an oxymoron
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I'm still waiting...
for something good to catch up to me
For ketchup to be fashionable and
mustard to seed
see me skating on destiny
Just you watch and see
when I catch up to me
Bob Jenkens
Watch the Sun and think of me
I'll be there
I'll sit and watch so carefully
I'll wish that you were here with me
sit and watch the Sun
slowly sink into the horizon
when the sun is gone and you see no light
turn and look up, Look into the night
count the Stars so high in the sky
for there's one for every tear I've cried
Bob Jenkens
I'm opening with today's date it marks the start of something. I love to see people's from all around the world reading my poems. They are inspired authentic pieces of my past life. No matter what side of the world we're on life and death is something we share in common.. Today I want to talk about the future.
Do I believe in life after death? I can only answer that because I know the answer. Do I believe in destiny? That we are put on Earth for a specific reason? Elliptical
This is a picture of my son Gavin at a Christmas party in Detroit Michigan in 2014. Gavin was opening a present, his cousin sits behind him on a footstool. The second this picture was taken a ghost pressed her cheek to my son's face posing for the picture, in fact she probably said "cheese". You can see the orb run across a bag and a Swish mark runs down the bricks in the fireplace mantle. AI has gone Hollywood and started acting You can see the ghostly woman has her hair pulled back and the shirt she is wearing has different colors in the shoulders her hand illuminates on my son's shoulder as she presses her cheek against his face for the picture. Do I believe in ghosts look at my son's face he felt this. Ironically he got that spider man shirt 1 year earlier at Christmas when I took This picture of Gavin for the cover of my kindle Direct book "will write for food" I published the book out of despair December 2013. Will write for food
I also feel everything I write it's in my disclaimer am I on track to proclaim my destiny I write in seclusion me and a Pitbull minion army my life has been a canvas painted with irony if truth be told I would say yes hurdles test and troubles have been leading to this point do I believe yes I believe I believe there's going to be an awakening and man will not judge man but be judged and be held accountable! Debriefed at the pearly gates
I found a portal
A loophole in society
Undermining reality
still
Discreetly misleading you and me
frivolously
Bob Jenkens
Christopher Columbus there's corners of the earth you can't see
I'm going to start over
like I was just born this morning
A brand new day sun is shining birds are singing
A beautiful 65° spring day
A perfect day to learn to walk again
freed from this cocoon I've been wrapped up in
I'm going to start over when blessings descend
and flourish and warm sun rays
take a deep breath brush off my shoulders
reach for the sky and rise to my feet
look straight ahead it's a brand new day
"Early February maybe May"
Bob Jenkens
Water gets in the crack of a rock
Freezes
and breaks it apart
erosion
has nothing on you and me!
American, African, Middle Eastern and Chinese
The millions of years this planet's seen
dinosaurs, storms, unforeseen things,
meteors and global warming
what's going on now has been predicted
erosion of all humanity
why don't we look
why don't we see
This place is beautiful if we could just let it be.
Bob Jenkens
If you get to the AI exit you've gone to far.
Artificial intelligence is just that
Truth of the matter is...
You don't even realize what you've actually found
Discarded
From sour of relationships and lay a dead silence
waiting to be nudged and awakened
in one morning...
Am I deserving? To be in bloom?
moistened by morning dew
I am alive
aren't I?
Bob Jenkens
Donald Trump's ketchup controversy
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I'm not the type to fall head over heels in love
Not because I don't try
to love,
to touch,
to forgive,
to understand
but because I'm skeptical
"of true love"
Bob Jenkens
My words flow across this piece of paper
like an epidemic, pandemonium
a tsunami of Truth
Bob Jenkens
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