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

Pray

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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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

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