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Kenneth R. Jenkins Poem
Get off my back!
Don't put those chains on me.
I can't take it no more
The arguing
The fussing
The fighting!
The monkey is on my back!
The boss wants this
The wife wants that
I need peace of mind
Get these chains off of me!
Feels like a vice on my head
Squeezing everything from me
Pulling me this way
Pulling me that way
I don't need this STRESS on me
So GET OFF OF ME!
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to my wife Vanessa
I celebrate you---
For just being you and only you,
Keeping it real
As I celebrate you.
Now that you are growing older,
Wiser,
Better,
I do celebrate you.
For what you do
And who you are---
I do celebrate you.
A daughter to someone's mother,
A sister to someone's brother,
A wife to someone's husband
A lover and friend
To this point
I do celebrate you.
May 2014
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Brother,
Lover,
Poet,
Freelance writer,
Son,
Grandson,
Nephew,
Godfather too.
Christian in transition
Whose life changed in so many positions
Through so many persons and faces
Changing from many places.
Dreamer of dreams
Poet of the extreme
A deep thinker of thoughts and ideas.
Undercover comic relief
A man who had its share of sorrow and grief,
Walker of many miles,
And who puts on many smiles.
I'm no ego tripper
But a man who reaches for the Big Dipper,
Commanding dreams to come true
And a person who also encourages you.
People lover
never undercover
But face 2 face with you
A thinker so deep like an ocean blue.
A dreamer who goes beyond the stars
No matter how deep or how far
This is who I am!
I maybe a gem in a rough place
But I am the person with that face
You'll never forget
But in time your mind will set
On the things I told you
And all of this is surely true
Of who I am to me.
Child of the '60's long ago
i write these verses to let you know
Of who I am so listen well
As I finish this to tell
For this is who I am!
Black Man
Trying to do what's right in this land
For this is who I am
This is who I am!
(C) 2006
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Here are the lyrical, poetic, rhymes of many
Words sewed together into one poem
Even in an uneasy world
There are not easy words
To say to you in any shape or form.
You see I am armed
With poetic verses split down the middle
Of what my brains proceeds
And from out of my pen
Are those words from within me.
Sooner or later it comes out
As spit out these words
Making me very, very dangerous.
Dangerous with poetic words or thoughts
Preceded by one after another.
3 July 2004
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When riding the bus you see things
Cars rushing by
People crossing the streets,
Bike people riding in and out of traffic
And then it's watching spring emerge
Blooming the flowers and trees.
All kinds of people riding,
From the poor working man
Trying to make it work on time,
To busy people hustling and bustling
To an elderly people trying to get about their day.
From the window view
The world seems to pass on by quickly
With it's well managed yards
To not so the not so managed yards and big buildings
Standing tall like soldiers in amazement.
I love the bus rides as it travels
One place to another along the city
Traveling those long roads and streets.
April. 2014
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Open up the windows
Look out into the skies
Millions and billions of stars,
All shapes and size.
The Heavens are filled
Playful lovely lights,
Giving off such beauty and delight,
Brightly so shinning.
The moon glows brightly,
High up above,
What a delight to see,
Among the stars.
Poets dream while lovers play
And lovely is such a night,
Just looking up to see
Yet another sweet delight.
Those sweet memories
Of a night lover's dream,
Making me wonder more,
Of what may be seen.
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Thug mama
Thug mama
Watching your man die,
Thug mama
Thug mama
No explanation or reason why.
Thug mama
thug mama
Raising a child from the streets,
Thug mama
Thug mama
Living hard, living fast and it's hard to beat.
Listening to the voices in your head
The sounds of gun shots as people fall dead!
Chasing men like you're chasing a dream,
But what happen, he wasn't what he seems?
Wearing those skirts so short girl
Until you can see everything in the world.
Spending money like crazy
Eating out on someone else and sitting home being lazy.
Don't you realize your time is not yours to keep?
All you want to do is eat, screw and sleep.
Hardly a day you're hungry
Because you out fishing in some man's pocket and shaking him down like a tree!
You are a female pimp equal to the man
That's we men must take a stand
And say,
HELL NO to the thug mamas out there,
And if u don't like it then u can go to HELL!
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I am a man-
No matter the color
No matter the race
No matter the time or place
I AM A MAN!
I am CoLoRlEsS-
No matter if I am WHITE
No matter if I am BLACK
But this is a fact
I AM A MAN!
I am human-
No matter who we are
No matter the boundries
I am color blind you see
And I AM A MAN!
No matter how you are
Rather black or white
Dark or light
A brown or gray,
I AM A MAN!
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The day has gone
passed another day
Of hustle and bustle of another day
And the struggles of the day
The trials of the day.
Then the evening sky appears
With it's stars dancing in yonder skies
And lighting up the night so wonderfully.
Splendor is the beauty of it all
As the night darkens the skies
And the loveliness of it all
Suddenly defines in wonderness.
The peacefulness brings on silence
And the life of the night comes alive
With the city shinning below
As a diamond glittering glowing.
Suddenly the night gives way to the day
As daylight shows its face once more...
(C) 2006
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I am living for today,
To look forward towards my tomorrows.
No matter the cloudy skies that may
Bring on showers of happiness.
No matter how gloomy
No matter what the problems are,
You have to let loose and free
Those things that seems not so.
I am living for today
I am looking forward to the future
Forgetting the past in every way
Making strides for whatever maybe.
I traveled down the road of hope,
No matter how dark it maybe,
Through God I am to cope
To whatever there is
I am living for today.
To My People
If my people could hear God’s voice
And obey the voice of the Lord
For my people
To my people
Hear the voice of the Lord
And love the Lord.
I share my God to you
To my people
To my God!
1983
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