Who is Kenneth R. Jenkins

Kenneth R. Jenkins was born 1 June 1961 in Augusta, GA. He was raised in Chicago,IL when he went on to be educated briefly in the Cook County, IL school system when at somewhere between the third and fourth grade discovered his writing talent. His parents moved to Savannah, GA where his parents lived, the child of Robert and Marieta Jenkins and the oldest of four siblings. He continued writing when his first poem was published in the Westside Weekly Newspaper with his poem, "The Night Christ Was Born", he was 16 years-old at the time. He went on to finish Tompkins High School in 1981 and attended both Savannah State University and South University. Jenkins went on to published more poetry and editorials for The Savannah Herald Newspaper, Creative Loafing, The Gospel Truth Newspape...
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Kenneth R. Jenkins Poems

  • Love In Motion
    Around
    And
    Round
    It goes, ...
  • Color My World
    Color my world black,
    To match the color of my skin
    And that I'll live in total Blackness.
    My whole world ...
  • Broken Dreams, Broken Images
    Torn.
    Battered.
    Forgotten and even cast aside
    Like anything else ...
  • Beat
    I can hear
    The African drums
    Beating like the heartbeat
    Of the country's heart. ...
  • 00:13: Train Ride Inspiration
    The night train moves
    Quickly in the night's air
    And the noise from the train
    Keeps a steady beat lugging home. ...
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Soul 11 Head 8 Black 8 Deep 6 Good 6 Bring 6 Hear 5 Long 5 True 5 Everyday 4


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