He had Aspergers
Low functioning socially
Did age make him odd
Spoke in monotone
Constant annoying babble
This was nothing new
Disliked by many
Starting in kindergarten
Age did not change him
He never had friends
His name was Leeland Townsend
People ran from him
Categories:
townsend, tribute,
Form: Senryu
Jay Townsend Johnson Henry
Fraud
Jay Townsend Johnson Henry
Identify theft
Jay Townsend Johnson Henry
Attempted murders
Jay Townsend Johnson Henry
Hacker for medical records
Jay Townsend Johnson Henry
Murder
Murder
Murder
Murder
Jay Townsend Johnson Henry
Inspirational verses of murder
Jay Townsend Johnson Henry
Inspirational verse of murder
Jay Townsend Johnson Henry
Inspirational witch craft
Jay Townsend Johnson Henry
Inspirational stalking verses
Jay Townsend Johnson Henry
Inspirational terrorist threats
Categories:
townsend, allah,
Form: Jueju
Thee art of hacking into phone's for Google photos my stalkers hacked in my families computer exposing documents medical records surgeries ect. be careful storing files this could become dangerous I was forced to change passwords email creating several accounts to prevent hacking these stalkers actually sent your private audience to public in order to stalk other family members stay safe stay vigil photos of my injuries my husband’s surgeries my children surgeries taken decades ago for medical research exposed senseless stalkers home computers are for storing medical records photos for future surgeries skin graphs plastic surgeries stem cells bone cancer go fund me caring bridge including hospice to be faxed to doctors to save lives stop hacking into personal medical information University of Queen Mary Syria Dubai Pakistani people Indian Medical University
Categories:
townsend, allah,
Form: Naat
Unafraid of my stalker Jay Townsend Johnson Henry Jamaican Tampa native data breach cyber attack identity fraud truly sad she was born 1972 clearly obsessed with my identity my prayers are with this stalker arrived with a gunman to end my life 8-14-2003 attempted to impersonate me and extort my American poetry I’m sending prayers because arson murderer Ciro Gargano hired this stalker to obstruct justice in the arson murders of 9 people because I wore wires pregnant for the Fbi they then ignited a car bomb in my face to destroy my brain to allow her to become me after death that failed cause I survived the car bomb Ciro Gargano his brother Peter decided to embezzle my traumatic brain injury claim to pay this imposter off that failed she went crazed crazy obsessed fatal attraction dangerous she believed she was actually me this is very traumatic and scary I feel unsettling but I must be brave stop identity fraud equivalent to ISIS terrorist cyber attacks on government offices truly horrid staying in my faith god bless America
Categories:
townsend, allah,
Form: Masnavi
I wonder if Mary even wanted to give
birth to Jesus
if asked would she have said yes to become undressed of skin
clothes in Chapel
a flesh sacrifice
she birthed God's child but God gets all
the credit
she gets all the trauma of
never been called mother
only bother.
people forget that Jesus was her son and
then their Savior
but that is the only way
people seem to remember a black girls
murder is as a sacrifice
hmm
a revelation
That even in death black
people are still contributing to better
society
the mother in me wants to know
why do we tell Mary not to weep
how dare
we tell a woman she's not warned her son
or even question her purpose
does Mary
the first example of a woman being used
for a greater purpose.
am I supposed to
be happy that I was selected to be
angel and not alive no my son was not
crucified
Categories:
townsend, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
Close to a scandalous ten thousand,
A reproach to the late Reverend Townsend;
All with their advertising megaphones,
And big dreams-nursing microphones …
In my town of domicile
With odds one can’t reconcile
Which I had some time walked miles
With my job-hunting files
That rather handed me victorious counts
Of how their number mounts:
I tell you: A Religious Harassment,
An unendurable embarrassment;
Ten thousand, really a killing figure
For a town wielding not the circumference of Cairo
And herself not lending to vigour
Definable with honest biro …
I still maintain: gong hollowed-out halls,
No Rock Musician would try for his frenzied falls;
A good many of them: a late traveler’s tent,
Whose thanksgivings broadcast Satan’s intent …
Never could be God’s umbrella,
For the catholic Emmanuel and Emmanuella;
Nor altars for demonic exits
From Christ’s patronizing visits …
Christ’s salvation current;
Is unthinkable in rooms of high rent!
Categories:
townsend, betrayal, bible, christian, money,
Form: Rhyme
Joe’s triathlon consisted of a 750m swim,
A hand bike race which covered 20km,
And then a wheelchair race for 5km grim:
Joe collapsed on the Rio finish line fen.
But he came sixth, a good Royal Marine,
Stepped on an IED in Helmand in 2008,
Both legs amputated, a chair did him fine,
He’s the only w/c user with UKSCA gait.
He first competed in Ironman UK triathlon,
In 2011, and In the London Paralympics,
He carried the Paralympic Flame icon,
In the opening show, up in the air - antics.
2013 at the ETU Para-triathlon Euros,
In Antalya, Turkey, and Joe won bronze,
2014 and the next ETU, Kitzbühel pose,
And Joe took deserved Austrian bronze.
In Rio back in 2015 at the ITU Worlds,
Joe stole 4th place, and in Penrith 2016,
At more ITU Worlds, Joe’s silver cords,
Were awarded from a 2nd place steam.
In Lisbon at the 2016 ETU Euro Champs,
Joe came home 3rd taking bronze position,
And in French Besançon his bright lamps,
Were bronze lamps again, composition.
Categories:
townsend, sports, strength,
Form: Quatrain
desperation and solitude
freedom of self expression
sent me into modern day
slavery a victim of plagery
I began using my slave name
kinggirlchild I found my way home
empty and shallow my heart
racing I fell to my knees crawling
with pages in hand in this fair land
oh how grand an American poet survived
Categories:
townsend, allah,
Form: Naat
she had beckoned my soul
her envy surrounded me
as i sat writing poetry and song
it was my identity she was after
her name was jay mine was yolanda
i recited poems for montel williams
on poetry .com my poems became quilts
maps of my freedom my life back home
springfield illinois she was from Tampa
i chicago poetry was my life she entered
my window to her surprise st john paul 11
i was kneeling jane enraged joining corruption
switching documents developing a false doctrine
beneath the high ways and by ways
i glance in the mirror reflecting her face
she was becoming me while i was vanishing
quickly i dash to washington dc civil rights
memorial freedom of self expression
dignity truth courage home
Categories:
townsend, allah,
Form: Naat
Lena Townsend
Lena Townsend, an angel is she
She lifts one's spirit, and sets you free
In her voice if you listen, you'll find a cure
Such words of wisdom, she's an angel for sure
Always she's there in times of need
With encouraging words, she will plant the right seed
She's love, light and kindness, sent from above
Forever my heart, my angel I love
Lena, my angel, may god bless you
And I pray for the day
That I will meet YOU!!!!!XXXXXXXX ' ` ` love Simone
Categories:
townsend, dedicationangel, angel,
Form: Rhyme