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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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
uncertain of any resolution
I hope God hears me
"Pray"
Bob Jenkens
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District court Lenawee county Michigan
They often call it anyway county
That's not right, is it?
I gotta write about something
I have to write about something
I gotta be right about something
I have to be right about something
Something has got to give
Give up our rights?
Then give up our pencils and reiterate
What am I even writing about?
Something is wrong with the judicial system
Especially in Lenawee county Michigan
Bob Jenkens
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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
If there's another day there's another way
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
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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
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Tears are a shower of rain to prove Love is here
Tears are a sign of pain to show the love sincere
as I lie awake I try to sleep
a soft moist tear rolls down my cheek
I picture your eyes The beauty within
The tears form a stream and drop from my chin
I'm trapped in a world of evil in sin
A world where the weak aren't allowed to cry
The feeling never leaves but it's hidden inside
I try to run I try to hide but
It all comes back to drown me as if it were the tide
The tide goes away the tears seem to fade
I'm crying inside but the tears I must hide
My eyes are like damns holding back all the water
They open at night when your eyes are in sight
for I know I don't fear you seen my tears
To some they show weakness
To some they show pain
To you they show love a gentle soft rain
Bob Jenkens
So the crack of dawn
falls in the shadows of valleys
forged from flesh with perky tops
draping blonde slopes and
extruded earlobes over shoulders,
soft moans and nibbles
Bob Jenkens
Maybe it wasn't a dream but a piece of this life that comes haunting my dreams in the middle of the night dreams are pure freedom all that exists not even a wizard's mind would try and resist you can glide through a life in a wink and a dream and that life would be perfect because you're free in your dreams it's when this life that we live the one we dream to escape comes into our dreams and seems to somehow destroy even the most perfect dream.
because dreams are so sweet and life is like sweat and it's the taste of the sweat that ruins our dreams of that life that we wish to exist beyond dreams
It's this is bead of sweat that wakes us at night moistens are forehead and says this is life!
Bob Jenkens
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 what 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 Boo scared yet?
I walk into the center of the yard and
like the world I turn on an imaginary axis
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 seem loud
Throughout all this time I've been through a lot
If only the fog could stay in this spot
It's almost over if only you could stay
Let me see the stars at night but
hide me from the day.
Bob Jenkens
Read by Bob Jenkens, Mr Sparky wags made a special guest appearance
No matter how bad it seems
It could be worse
Like when you cut yourself
and don't bleed
You just know it hurts
Bob Jenkens
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I was starting a new roof job on my birthday.A roofer in Rome
Roofer's use a hook blade for cutting shingles, vapor barrier and ice guard. It was the first thing in the morning I installed the drip edge and then on the very first cut I over cut the ice gaurd and drove my hook blade right into the meaty part of my hand, between my thumb and index finger. At first I covered it with the other hand and applied pressure. I let out a few choice words and looked at it. Wow happy birthday!Autopsy of a poet
I can see down in me it's deep. I can see the layers of skin clean cut. I see meat and I'm surprised that I can see it move but the skin just lay open. I thought at least it's not bleeding, no sooner than I thought that the blood pooled in to fill the gash. Blood was dripping from my elbow coming down the ladder. All I onhave in the truck is duc tape. When I got tapped up and back to the roof I wrote "damn it" in my head while I worked.
To dissect a poet is to open his pages and read
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 bear skin rug
In front of a crackling fire
In a cabin somewhere far from civilization
P.s not a real bear skin rug that's cruel
Bob Jenkens
Cut out of a piece of paper
I am no one's paper Doll
Cut up in pieces from a paper cut
I am torn, my flesh barely opened my heart pounds the shore
Like salt in a open wound I only sting and deserve more
A mirage in the desert
A miracle is in the Air
I am cut and torn
Not real
I am life's paper Doll
Bob Jenkens
Does this pen write well
It's penmanship is terrible
Does this pen write good or
Well enough
It doesn't know how to spell "better"
Any different from a feathered pen
Or a pencil Dixon #2 lead
This pen likes this paper
Does this paper discriminate on
the way this pen writes or
The way my pencil leads me down this page
Bob Jenkens
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