Friday, March 30, 2012

Smoke in the air

Lost not knowing his dispair /
blowing , blowing smoke in the air /
Siren's in the distance /
Louder and louder soon they would be there /
Laying on the floor unconcious /
The drugs delight /
Put him there /
Coming out of the drugs choke hold /
Not wanting their help /
begging them to leave /
Only wanting his stem /
Smoke , smoke in the air /
His only desire /
Only with the coroner /
He will retire /
jimmy j


Not a poem of fiction , i was there , mans name was Henry 2/28 /1998 time 6:30 am

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

No Control

When drugs is your lover /
There can be no other /
No sister no brother /
No mother or father to be /
No son or daughter to truly see /

The drugs true story /
A life of grief /
On the streets of no relief /

Stupidity is all you gain /
When drugs take over your brain /
Read my words my sister my brother /
Take control or death or jail /
Is all you will ever gain /
jimmy j


Could not sleep last night thinking about all this hate in the world and raight here in this USA ,,,....
Love
jimmy

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Despair

Despair , despair everywhere /
Tired ,tired I don,t care /
Black white yellow or blue /
Bitching , bitching all the fool /

Hating , hating opposite things /
Adoring that bling bling bling /
Money , money you adore /
Turning Mary into a whore /

Culture , society driving men crazy /
Politicians lazy /
Sending young men off to war /
What for /

Tired of you"ll /
I make this call /
Fake , fake fake a human mistake /
This hell you make /
jimmy j


This is my reaction to watching yesterdays news at a bail out meeting for Detroit ,a open meeting were but ass holes yelling white hate .One man said """"this was white take over of Detroit and we will burn it down before we will give it to you """Well what you waiting for .....
love
jimmy

Monday, March 26, 2012

The Hood

Inviormental filled with drugs , thugs and low down cats /
Fields , dirt hills tore down shacks /
A Vacinity full of deciet and pain /
People use a ironic phrase , That cheap is gain /

Its still potential part of the hood /
Money is instrumental and it starts with the goods /

Don't matter the ethnic group /
They come to the neighborhood for the stuff /
Wanting to get high /
While our children die /

Many of us in jail /
Children in home with out a dominate male /
Many go to church on Sunday /
What about good will on Monday /

Fields dirt hills toren down shacks /
Where the goods is wack /
Children die from being smacked /

Schools that failed ,mothers that didn't prevail /
Yes cheap is gain /
And the goods is CRACK /
jimmy j 8/20/02


I sat down with a friend , a gang leader named Rocky we wrote this toghter10 years ago . Nothing has changed but America itself .You ask why , yet we are not blind .You should know why . We have came to be a permissive society .Are culture is now a abyss . Was that hippy generation right when they walked away.Free love and a happy day Ps. sorry cant spell and that spell check thing not working again .stay in school learn to spell
love
jimmy

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Poetry is......

Poetry is ......
Words of untold meaning /
Thunderstorms pounding my brain /
Released rain drops of ink /
Paper in place must not refrain /
Need i explain /
Poetry is rain /
Jimmy j

Saturday, March 24, 2012

Help

They funnel their energy trough violent abuse /
Abstracted from meaning , their life abstruse /
They rule by mobocracy /
Educated by the streets of hypocrisy /

Not knowing their life is in despair /
No remembrance of any one to care /
A life headed nowhere /
Born to mothers of untold desires /
Wondering unforgiven streets for hire /

No one to irradiate what he requires /
Living trough the thunder of gun fire /
Divergence must occur for the needs he must acquire /
With out a mentor ,chances are at a your age he will expire /
jimmy j


Some of this work i wrote decades back , yet it today's truth meaning we have learned nothing yesterday..
Love
Jimmy

Friday, March 23, 2012

Who

Who are thou ,better than me /
All come from a womb /
Some enter poverty and pain /
Some paradise , can't complain /

What of the door of insanity /
Life in calamity /
Misuse of love /
No way to judge /

What do I know, from the womb a day ago /
This , this anger flow /
Can't walk or talk ,where can i go /
Surrounded by ass holes /
jimmy j

Before baby learned to talk i give on to you his thoughts..Love him or her well , i hope for all families everywhere , there are people who care...
love
jimmy

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Them

It's OK to run /
Hide from the dumb /
With education they greet /
But not wanting to meet /
You , you from the street /
It's OK to hide /
But no need to run /
It's them who is dumb /
Not understanding your jest /
Pumping your chest /
Someday it is your knowledge /
They will request /
jimmy j


I don't remember when i wrote this. It was published in a magazine in Europe along with a picture of a house on Ashland st .My young school age friends seek out the truth but only the whole truth . There is a side grown ups just don't want to listen too . Say nothing , but don't keep it in .You are not mechanical your are human with the right to think for yourself .feel free to contact me...
love
jimmy

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Knowledge

Knowledge is the instrument of travel /
We must reach for the stars /
Or we will never ride the clouds /
jimmy j

A mind open only to darkness /
Withers and dies there /
A mind open to light /
Travels roads meant to be /
jimmy j



For all my young or old friends whose vision is blinded by today's culture and society who quite frankly have everything fucked up... And you can tell them i said so.I'm of today not yesterday
love
jimmy

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Space

Why does this space mean so much /
To those in this square to dwell /
With no place to go /
Is it a place like no other /
And neither is of consequence of one another /
It is neither heaven nor hell /
Jimmy j





my meaning of everything that surrounds you look around what do you see....
love
jimmy

Monday, March 19, 2012

Tyranny

Tyranny starts /
Where unjust laws began /
Unaffordable rules /
Of which the poor have no tools /

Laws about paying money /
society's funnies /
The cost of gas /
Talk of a task /

What you ask /
Affordability ,wears a mask /
Accountability , no not at last /
Same old song /

same old dance /
Vote for me /
i will set you free /
You just have to pay me /
jimmy j


We can never be free if we have bills and no money to pay them . Laws are often TWO FACED in don't bring into account one's ability to pay......
love
jimmy

Sunday, March 18, 2012

They Bully

The bully or bulletie /
Act like a toilet /
Boys or girls /
Cute with curls /
Ugly with twirls /
One with a gun /
Another with none /
One with fists of anger and furry /
One who learns ,anger no hurry /
A city , a country , a nation /
No talk no duration /
A bomb flying high /
A bullet passing trough air /
Landing where /
Not fair /
One who kills the lamb /
Only because he can /
A monster created /
Always debated /
What it was is who it is /
Often mated /
The bully is EVERYTHING everywhere /
standing next to you /
Bully Who /
Bully you /
You talk of it to your kids /
look , look at what you did /
Young and old /
Bullies story told /
Romans taught /
Back to a burning cross /
Today i awake /
Feeling lost /
jimmy j


Sorry if i write this so bad but i really do feel lost . We in many nations seem to want to tame people into their way of thinking and that is wrong . I'm talking to every nation on this earth . You can not conquer other if you cannot conquer your self ....To the most hated person ,place , or thing i give you my love .....
jimmy janas

Saturday, March 17, 2012

What pain

What of this pain /
Pesters in the mind /
Anxiety of all kinds /
Drama , drama i find /

It is real /
The things i feel /
No , no not confined /
Sleeping , dreaming awakening TIME /

caused by man ,inhuman ma /
Children who do not understand /
Money grow not on trees /
Stolen by thief's /

Pay for this /
Pay for that /
Healthy ,wealthy and wise
Food of my cries /

A bomb here a gun there /
Belongs in a toilet bowl where /
Everywhere , everywhere , everywhere /
America's pride /

You lied /
Poverty does not hide /
Know it's overwhelming /
A dark cloud overhead /
Violence overfed /....
jimmy j


Not feeling well today , my son is today's cause to madness , everyday he becomes combative buying into that ghetto ass point of view , just open your front door , smack it's in your face ......It don't need to be of your blood to be of your love..
love
jimmy

Friday, March 16, 2012

Tic Tock, Tic ,Tock

Tic Tock ,Tic Tock /
Rat race world /
Drugs from corner to corner /
A merry go around /
Murder one a minute /
Do you feel their pain /
ONE A MINUTE TIC TOCK /
Rat race world going around and around /
Planes for bombs /
Thousands lay dead /

Push the button , music will play /
But won't wash away the sins of the day /
Truth , truth truth This art peace contains /
Look at it close /
I need not explain /
You might recognize a rat or two /
I know i do /.....
Jimmy j



I do this peace many years back looking at a art piece a friend's wife did using dead rats and a clock . time running down in a world falling down .Read it and apply it to today ...Poetry is real . This is about yesterday , today and tomorrows ..
love
jimmy

Thursday, March 15, 2012

The Mob

They funnel their energy /
Trough violent abuse /
Abstracted from meaning ,Their life is /
Abstruse /
They rule their domain by mobcracy /
Educated by the streets of Hypocrisy /
Not knowing their life is in despair /
Not remembering of anyone to care /
Their life is headed nowhere /
jimmy j

I wrote this poem in 1997 .....

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Poor man/Time

A poor man does not understand /
Time of day /
Only of day and time /
Matters not which day or what time /
Only time to make a move /
This relentless mood /
starting his listless day /
Over , and over again /
His life timeless /
His age maters not /
There is no tick toc , tic toc /
No need for a clock /
He has the sun the sky /
Moon his high /
jimmy j


I do not use my friends name in fear that you may seek him out to change him or worst yet join him .You see his home a box under a freeway .A box for one....
Love
Jimmy

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

DAY DREAM

people condemn others /
For what they have become /

The mirror shows no reflection /
Eye's see only the minds intention /

Till tragedy brings about our Resurrection /
jimmy j


This is not a poem about religion , Its about how close do bombs and bullets have to come before realize we are all wrong , why is it we look away , yet another day..
love
jimmy

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Tomorrow

Mother , father thoughts of you /
Life black and blue /

Misery dripped in blood /
Food found,Streets abound /
A drip here , a drop there /

Enough to survive /
The devils alive /

Constant memories arrive /
My mind always knowing where /

I want you back /
Even the way it was /
A life deprived /
Our love of family still alive /

Beyond death and sorrow /
I will think of you /
Each Tomorrow /////
jimmy j

With love to you mom and dad

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Poetry

Poetry is life put to words /
world wide told /
Flying with eagles /
Both warm and cold /
A truth not often told /
The viewers eye's /
Fingers fly /
Might not be your truth /
Go back to your baby ruth /
jimmy

Friday, March 9, 2012

Not Normal

Not normal this world you see /
Mother Earth that be /
Disillusion ,confusion , masturbation /
Unknown creation /

Recreation smoking drugs /
truths hid under rugs /
People are the bugs ,bugs , bugs /
Thugs , thugs , thugs /

Don,t listen to your kids /
Now wonder what they did /
Did not care to use the lid /
Roam like pigs /

Don't even know whats wrong /
Ding dong goes the bell /
World a living hell/
Whats wrong you can't smell/
jimmy j


Woke up with this .Bill Johnson wrote a column on 7 mile & Gratiot trough the eye's of Jimmy Janas (me)in the early 80's or maybe a little latter i need to find it down stairs , but decades have past and it is still the same...

Thursday, March 8, 2012

"R" Death of a hard on

I once sought sex for personal glory /
My shrunken jones tells my story /
A rubber here , a rubber there /
Who cares /
No mittens /
I still want in your kitten /
Hear it calling me /
Meow , Meow /
Your juices running of my tongue /
Hope we both had fun /
Now the doctor ask me why /
Damn doc coochie gets me high /
Now my pecker has lost its grace /
My tongue the only thing to take the LITTLE guys place /
When you no longer hear that sucking sound /
You will know i'm deep in the ground /
jimmy j


Maybe i will do 69 minute man maybe not . when you perform this kind of stuff , its to make people laugh not think at every level of sanity and insanity ...
love
jimmy

thinking

I wrote two poems ,20some years ago , I preformed them in a club ..They are called "Death of a hard on " The other is called "69 Minute man" R rated i would say Some poetry r rated in the right way makes you smile and laugh .They were wrote for a magazine that is no more ... If i do i will post them as "R" I have had a request from a friend in Europe .......I ask what do you think .....
Jimmy j

Wrong way

People often take it the wrong way /
Often of the things i say /
School not to bring me anything /
Living life brought me everything /

Everything i do and say /
The uneducated way /
Children seem to understand /
Growing up in this tough land /

Society has created this black hole /
A place where children often go /
In their need to explore /
Opening the wrong door /
jimmy j


My friends there is nothing there take my word .I have been there.I'm not giving you advice. Just telling you a truth..
love
jimmy

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Merry Christmas Jimmy

It was the night before Christmas /
I hear the sirens in the darkness of night /
My screams , my screams they prevail /
Blood , blood running from her arms /
Like running water from a pail /
Another attempt to leave this life will fail /
But at the age of five /
I can not understand /
what was her darkness /
That screamed at her in the night /
Questions unanswered /
Haunt me trough life /
Why my mother did not wish to prevail /
I love you my mother /
jimmy j


A memory of more than a half century past .I thought it was on my site .A friend asked me to see it , so here it is ..My mother wanted to be a NUN .Her old country father would not allow it ....My father had to bare this grief of her wanting to be with her GOD and it is why i believe in no God ...Why do we tell people ? So others will know they are not alone.And when i say it i mean it ...
LOVE
jimmy

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Life dreams

He weeps in the night /
Dreams all in fright /
Not wishing to awake /
When he wakes his dreams will not abate /
His reality is worst /
Than the dreams he will await /
jimmy j

The world is a unstable place more so than people see , it is also a happy place where must people don't be ...All these things of beauty it regrows like flowers and trees and puppy love to please . why do you build bombs to destroy all these.....
love
jimmy

Bully

Too much talk of the bully today /
Children they say /
Who are what is a bully /
Pushing and fighting for play /

In my square of all ages /
Buddy you got a couple dollars /
A date the whore hollers /
Got any change says no brains /

Just home from school /
Do your homework fool /
Daddy yells /
Take your high blood pressure pills /

Sending armies to fight in sand /
Bullying in a foreign land /
At my son's karate class /
Mother yells fight kick his ass /

I got a bomb but you can't have one /
No fiction here just friction /
Different folks different Polk's /
Life is no joke /

The bully here there and everywhere /
You put a man on a cross /
He was bullied there /
To bully , a power of force grows buy the hour /

Bully you must have or /
A governmental cooperate power /
Bully the power to make you pay /
Just to play /........
jimmy j


Think of how you are bullied to do what you can't afford to do from mandatory car insurance to wear your helmet on a motor cycle . The dog pees on the tree ... You get a ticket now you see .We have entered the twilight zone 2012 style ..My lady friend pays 500 a month for car insurance... why because the state MAKES HER HAVE IT TO DRIVE .You just been Pimped ,, I mean bullied..
Love
Jimmy
Love
Jimmy

Monday, March 5, 2012

Intombed

Sitting here alone /
Jail or Tomb /
Prison or cocoon /
Here to stay or go alone /
But where /
Make me into a envelope /
Stamps in place /
Send me home /
jimmy j


I wrote this for my friend Samuel Taormina , after long conversations with him in Jackson prison , Hell place where he died ,The next time i would see him was to carry his casket to his grave next to his dad .October 19Th 1992 he was 45 ...A bad man NO .A good man to many sucked into the culture of the times .I'm sorry to say the same times of this day 2012...
love
jimmy

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Run or stand

It's OK to run /
Hide from the dumb /
With education they greet /
But not wanting to meet /
You , you from the street /
It's OK to hide /
But no need to run /
It is them who is dumb /
Not understanding your jest /
Someday it is your knowledge /
They will request /.......
jimmy j


I had this poem published in Norway in 2002.A magazine called RASISME . also a picture of a abandoned house if i only knew how to put the picture along with the poem .When you stand tall you are better than the all ....My son says he has no one to play with , he has no brothers and sisters ... He is wrong ....He has you !!!!!
love
jimmy

Friday, March 2, 2012

Understanding

I know you will lack understanding of what it is i write /
Flowers , trees ,blue skies , a gentle breeze , beauty made to please /
A darker side to living , the opposite of these /
The world in which I often dwell/
Not written of make believe , rules by mobocrisy /
Driven by streets of hypocrisy /
Church bells ringing with Gods word to tell/
Lost to gun fire in the air , a sure sign of living in hell /
Children mentored by neighborhoods of despair /
A story of life , burning in my mind /
No relief , Pen put to paper /
I can not explain /
My life can only be better /
When they achieve the same /
jimmy j


Love is a very pain full thought within ,leave bit out expose its wonderment ,only then can the greatness of man began....
love to all unknown to me
jimmy

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Paths/Rats

Love often destroys /
Men to boys /
Women to toys /
Children to ploys /

No excuse /
Just recluse /
Different paths /
Running with rats /
jimmy j



I look at a city in self destruction by those who should no better only to prove what i already knew destruction starts at the top and works its way down .Today corruption wears no shame , but a colorless game ....