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Welcome to my world

About Me

In life I have found only one thing that hurts more than a lie, sadly it seems to be the truth-Bob Shank, june 11th, 07

On getting published

Bob Shank-Aug 22nd, 2006
On getting published
"I've often wondered who would want to buy a tear stained book"
Bob Shank-Aug 22nd, 2006

Love is such a beautiful tune, but only when it comes from the lips of a genuine heart....Bob Shank-May 23rd, 2006

Read The Book......... Alone she sat upon a bench, her chest heaving with a multitude of sobs, her tear stained face in her hands prevented her from seeing the man who sat beside her. "My child, why do you cry" She told him to leave her alone, that he wouldn't understand. He pulled from his pocket a shiny book, and said, "please read the book, it will make all your tears and heartache disappear" She took the book and opened it, she saw children with inflated stomachs filled with air from starvation, she saw deformed children being born everywhere. She quickly turned the page and saw people dying with cancer and aids, saw soldiers returning from war with no limbs. Quickly she turned to another page where she saw gardens of majestic beauty, families eating and playing together, a newborn suckling upon his mothers breast, she lingered on these pages for some time before she went on. The next page she saw people relating to each other, sharing emotion, thoughts and feelings, hugging and nodding in agreement. Feeling a lot better, she turned to the last page and saw the mans picture, there was a halo above his head, and she asked, what is the name of the book and are you GOD?, "no" he replied, I am your inner soul and the book is just simply, POETRY!........ Copyright © Bob C Shank

THE INNOCENCE OF A CHILD IS IN THE MIND OF AN ADULT - Bob Shank, 2004

My Interests



Motorcycling, animals, people, poetry and short story writing. and the developmentally disabled have a special place in my heart.....My turn offs are racism, and people who think they are better than others....

"ANYONE WHO IS A RACIST IS AN ASS"-Charles Barkley



I'd like to meet:


Mark Twain
Dr. Martin Luther King
Malcom X
God

Soar beyond your wildest dreams

Music:



MY favorite song is Deja' vue by Teena Marie

Movies:

Shawshank Redemption White Men Can't Jump Rich man, Poor man

Television:



HOW CAN WE LIVE WITH THIS

Books:

Rich man/Poor man Freedom Song, by Mary King The view from my window, by Jacqueline Price

Heroes:

Dr. Martin Luther King, who stood steadfast in his love for humanity.....................My Aunt Florence, who loved me despite myself.......the amish woman who went to pray with the family of the man who killed her relative, one of the most prolific christian events of my lifetime....

My Blog

Who Am I To Say Goodbye

Who Am I To Say Goodbye   Many a story will be told about this man we loved and cherished yet few had the privilege to behold the unbelievable strength as he perished.    The sce...
Posted by Bob on Fri, 25 Apr 2008 09:50:00 PST

Have you hugged your kids today

.. "Have You Hugged Your Kids Today"have you hugged your kids todaywas a message I used to heardivorce, separation, material thingshave made the slogan disappearall she wanted was a little attentionfr...
Posted by Bob on Wed, 14 Nov 2007 08:26:00 PST

When Children Cry

When Children Crythunderous rain shall drench the groundfollowed by angry bolts of lighteningstriking out in tantrumous ragewarnings we are too blind to heedrockets explode in mid airas nation rises ...
Posted by Bob on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 09:06:00 PST

You Can't Hurt Me

You Can't Hurt Me Resounding echoes awaken the childdemons in the attic beckon unto himstark fear grips his Vick's laden chestshivers vibrate rusty springs of down footsteps creak closer upon loose fl...
Posted by Bob on Sat, 02 Dec 2006 04:09:00 PST

The Color Of Humanity

The Color of Humanity Manacles suppress a beautiful mind decayed by the stench of putrid bitternesscreated long before Mr. Whitneymade you expendable yet you loathe medespite my relation to Harriet un...
Posted by Bob on Wed, 29 Nov 2006 09:30:00 PST

3 Women, One and The Same

The Victim a heart much larger than the mindoutgoing, free spiriteddefenseless, blindloving, trustingnaive to the ways of mankind few can escape their fateas if born to satisfy the need of predators w...
Posted by Bob on Wed, 29 Nov 2006 09:28:00 PST

Framed

Framed Etched emotions carvedupon wood stained slatschannels of putrid odors behind polyurethaned glassits stench guised by colorful hues a dark laminated souldangles from a plastered wallframed withi...
Posted by Bob on Tue, 14 Nov 2006 09:31:00 PST

One Man's Personal Party....Prose

One Man's Personal Partythe squeaky wheel of a shopping cartcaught me before the morning dewa tattered figure pushing the limits of bothcollecting his pot of gold called aluminumGene Pitney blared fr...
Posted by Bob on Sat, 04 Nov 2006 08:38:00 PST

Friendships

On Love or FriendshipWhen I was a child, I wanted the world, today as an adult, I am about to receive something far greater....YouBob Shank March 2006 The word friend is oft heavily misused in today...
Posted by Bob on Sat, 04 Nov 2006 06:57:00 PST

Blinded by tears or ignorance

Blinded by tears or ignorance thoughts of emotional detachmentyet I'm so happy that I criedhow selfish of meto take joy in sadnesstheir eyes filled with hopethe sparkle fading fastlike yesterdays dre...
Posted by Bob on Fri, 03 Nov 2006 05:49:00 PST