A shower of rain

Tears are a shower of rain 

to prove that love is here 

tears are a sign of pain 

to show the love's 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 for my chin

I'm trapped in a world of evil and sin 

a world where the weak are allowed to cry 

the feeling never leaves buts 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 seeing my tears 

to some they show weakness to some they show pain to you they show love a gentle soft rain

Bob Jenkens 

I wrote this in prison, I was 19 my girlfriend was pregnant with my son Teddy. You can see her radiant glow even in this prison visiting room picture.

3-23-2026

SOS

 I honestly don't know what to do. I just realized that I'm sitting on the edge of my bed with my elbows on my knees. The palms of my hands are holding my head up by my eyeballs with my fingers across my forehead extending to the region I used to have hair.

The palms of my hands are holding my tears from streaking down my cheek. I'm holding my breath and I don't know why, what or where. 

Stupid thing is...... My English, grammar life in general is fucked up. It's also the shoe string that I hold on to for hope. I hope you can accept me for my mistakes and give me some credit for trying.

Honestly............

The Write Way: What if Putin's telling the truth? fake news real ...

The Write Way: What if Putin's telling the truth? fake news real ...: what would Jesus do ? if he were sitting next to you watching the news 32 channels reading the same three stories  catered like we can.

..

When archeologist start over

 When you get to really digging 

I'm talking turning over rocks 

To self investigate the life this poet's been living.

These are more than just thoughts 

of a parent doing the dishes 

Pretend you're discovering a new civilization 

Before it disappears 

Live and let live 

Love you 

Most importantly 

Get right with God!

Sorry I'm late

Bob Jenkens 

The Cannibalistic way

 I heard the President say...

"We'll eat the poor and poverty will go away"

We'll import imigrant worker's 

To work for minimum wage and 

When they want a raise we'll blend them 

Into sage 

We'll bake the national gaurd on a rack 

at 350 degrees and never bring them back to 

See their families 

We'll use our best technology turning Iraqis into 

gas to power out Mercedes or we're never going to last.

Bob Jenkens 

I wrote this during the Bush administration, I find it offensive. It's a dumb poem, I posted it because this current president could slow down his anxiousness.

I'm just a dumb roofer would some smart people agree with me?

My disclaimer

Poor people for breakfast 

The politicians

 As the politicians Converse our people disperse

 it's all just madness 

In given despair we all prepare though we 

act unaware we just give them a stare 

They'll do what they want and take what they want

 with our eyes glazed over we look to our lives

For a moment life is good 

then here's life with all reality and life is bad 

but I can take the bad when it weighs out 

with the good only bad is so often and heavy 

That's not good!

In given despair we all prepare 

and want what they take 

welcome to the United States! 

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