The Write Way: debriefed at the Pearly gates..... You're in Heave...

The Write Way: debriefed at the Pearly gates..... You're in Heave...: My inspiration for this title:   Prior to the 2016 Presidential election I was watching the news on tv and it was reported that Donald Trum...

It's a long road

 How long can people exist before they are free 

How many times can a man turn his head and 

pretend he doesn't see 

it's a long road ahead I see the pain coming my way 

still I walk down this road each and every day 

as I think it begins to rain 

it's only part of the hurt and the pain. 

I wipe my mind clear and the rain disappears for the rain isn't rain but actually my tears 

I've cried in the day, I've cried in to night, 

 I've crawled and still cried it's a long endless fight!

Bob Jenkens 

Sorry I'm late 

Inside my eyes

 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 

Quarantine the freedom of speech

 My words flow across this piece of paper like an epidemic,  pandemonium, a tsunami of Truth!

Bob Jenkens 

Zombie apocalypse 

Struggling writer

 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 

Sorry I'm late 

Hero

Braille

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 

Pencil whipped

 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 

Save the world 

Autopsy of a poet

 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 

If it bleeds it leads 

ADHD doesn't spell anything 

Who's on first, what's on second, where is safe?

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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"smile"

 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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Save the world

"Mulch"

 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 

"sorry I'm late"

Calvary

 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