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Smell me bleed kool aid dreams

cut
out
of a piece of paper
I am
No ones paper doll
Cut up in pieces
From a paper cut
I am torn
my flesh barely open
My mind pounds the shore
like salt in an open wound
I only sting and deserve more
A mirage in the desert
A miricle is in the air
I am cut and torn
Not real
I am just lifes paper doll

Bob Jenkens


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Earth quakes volcanic eruptions

God bless Nepal! Us all!

Take heed in the warning From the sea and the skies
the rocks and the tides
The day approaches
when man is defenseless
and forced to Cowell and hide
To only be destroyed
cast into tar pits and buried alive
some of us will rot on the ground
no one left to bury the dead
just like in the stories we've read

I wonder what the dinosaurs wrote?
With their little arms.

bob Jenkens

I write in a 75 cent composition book. There might be a bunch of poems and then an estimate for a roof job. I wrote this piece along time ago. I tried posting it before but its hard on my phone.. then we have a earth quake in Michigan and I feel inspired to share this.  I'm at stakes eatery on my lunch break posting it now. Scratched on and scribbled on like I know the difference between write and wrong.

Erosion of Humanity

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who writes the police reports 4/22/2015

I just decided....
I don't want to be put under
a microscope!
put me under the Hubbell telescope.
and look really closely.
At this piece I Just wrote
I notice when a cop kills.
and its caught-on video.
The victim is put under.
A microscope
Let's look more closely.

like admiring a mural 
to help those
who weren't so fortunate?
to get a video.

(Who writes the police report?)
police investigate their own complaints against their departments.
"Police themselves"
i have never claimed to be smart.
where are the smart People?

Bob Jenkens

Race for humanity

Why does everything
have to be a race?
Turtle against the hair
ford against chevy
Color against religion
My God verses yours.

Bob Jenkens


I'm no terrorists
Even if it's hard to resist
The politics are terrorist
Or maybe I mean hypocrites
What can I change?
Me? I'm just me look and see.
I won't play politics.


bob jenkens
Kindle direct pub
what colors humanity

xoxoxo

It takes alot of peace
to make a whole
alot of decent people
To make the world
a piece of humamity goes a long way.


bob jenkens
(What colors humanity)

what colors racisim?

How do you spell Panellipi?
Is it with two l's
and two beautiful brown eyes?
Panellipi's not a real name
she's a fairy tale
even still
subject to racisim

 with olive skin
the sweetest little voice
"You have to write this story for me "
but your beautiful panellipie
like a double rainbow
"You don't know" panellipi says
"what its like to have brown skin"
"or this way that I talk"

  I'm a roofer Panelepi
i do have brown skin
a poor person
painted by the sun.
under hard labor
i do know
what its like to be looked
down on
even from a roof top
when i shine up
people still look down on me
to extinguish my glow

bob jenkens
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it doesn't pay to be homeless

stupid is as stupid does

Am I stupid or something?

In my previous experience in radio broadcasting I worked as news director at q 95 country in Adrian Michigan. My favorite news story to write was based on the facts. That made it easy. I would broadcast the news on two live radio shows twice an hour at the: 30 breaks was just a tease. Then after the seven a.m hour news breaks close at 7:06. I raced to the Adrian cities police station to read and take notes from new reports that were written overnight. Then I raced to lennawee counties sheriff’s department read news reports from overnight incidents that sheriffs had responded to. Then went back to the station took my notes from both law enforcement agencies and put together my news broadcast for the 8 o’clock hour. It was a race. Facts spoke fast. At 7:30 a.m I’d Tease a story for the 8 o’clock hour. Sheriffs responded to a home invasion on forester road overnight. City police report a shooting in the Erie street area overnight. “More details at 8”. Now you have 28 minutes to write the story. There’s no time to investigate a story. The police reports were facts to write on. Or are they? Everyday there were new stories new facts. It was the same race every day. (I wrote the poem “job related stress” at the radio station). I remember seeing a police report at the sheriff’s department. A bomb threat at Addison schools. Called in and specified a specific part of the school. After a search turned up nothing. The sheriff and superintendent Geoffrey kirsch decided the threat was a hoax and weren’t going to take any actions to protect students. They obviously didn't write in the police report that they weren't going to tell anyone. I ran the story at the tease with details at the top of the hour not giving any thought of the kids that were on buses on their way to school. By my 8 o’clock news I’d been contacted by the sheriffs and the superintendent of the schools telling me not to run the story again. Bus loads of kids are showing up at school crying and afraid to get off the buses. At a special school board meeting sheriff Germond and Geoffrey kirsch tried to put the blame on the media saying if I hadn't run the story no one would have known no better. Parents stood for me told them they were glad I ran the story like I had. They had no right to decide on their Childs safety. Not even tell them of a possible threat to their children? What if there had been an actual threat? And their children were being driven into an actual threat? Those kids are all grown up now. I’m sorry. I apologized personally to the sheriff. I received a personal invitation to his retirement Christmas party. I did attend. Geoffrey Kirsch did not invite me to his early retirement.

It May have been stupid of me but I think it will serve some purpose I don't see yet. I didn't apply for the news director position. It was thrown in my lap. I tried but I wasn't good at it.
Has to be some purpose God wanted me to see.

somethings wrong

somethings wrong
things aren't always
what they seem
what appeared to be
leaves blowing
up
into the sky
and then falling
to the ground

Was actually
a whole flock of birds
becoming unable to fly.

but try and tell someone...

somethings wrong.


Bob Jenkens

P.S

I can't say
what I want to tell you
it's not a secret
i can't believe you
don't see it too.

What colors humanity Bob Jenkens

(watch and see if the oil prices don't explode after the elections.)
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