“I think [forgiveness] may be the greatest virtue on earth, and certainly the most needed. There is so much of meanness and abuse, of intolerance and hatred. There is so great a need for repentance and forgiveness. It is the great principle emphasized in all of scripture, both ancient and modern. Somehow forgiveness, with love and tolerance, accomplishes miracles that can happen in no other way.” – Gordon B. Hinckley
“When Jesus rose early on the first day of the week, he appeared first to Mary Magdalene, from whom he had driven out seven demons.” – Mark 16:9 NIV
Desparately Seeking True Intelligence
by Michael Doyle
Has AI come to save us
From our worst folly?
Or will it oversee us?
And diminish temper finally?
We stand on the verge
Of killing each other with the urge
With the need to seek to accomplish
The last of what will bring environmental finish.
Not to be all the worst in contradiction
To be contagious, as is our tradition.
But maybe we humans need that control,
However bad it might feel to our souls.
Putting a damper on our emotion -
Would that wreak mankind's devotion?
It would harm us to our rotten core.
Our orations have their canecled reasons.
Even anger serves its warped purpose.
It can be of real service
When taken from the right point of view.
Oftentimes, it tells us exactly what to do.
Truth blended with sadness
Trends toward a bit of madness.
As each of us tries to cope
Without giving up all of our hope.
But none of us wish our souls
To be under fascist control.
There is no way to live free
Which we all need so desperately.
We all desperately seek self in our existence,
Putting up our best AI resistance.
We pledge to fight with persistence.
Those who think and feel, provide the resilience.
(c) October 10, 2026 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved
“The artist must yield himself to his own inspiration, and if he has a true talent, no one knows and feels better than he what suits him.” – Giuseppe Verdi
“Those people who treat politics and morality separately will never understand either of them.” – Jean-Jacques Rousseau
No Better Than This
by Michael Doyle
The warrior culture has its code.
It gives respect as it is owed.
Cobra wine is part of that culture.
What doesn't kill you is bound to nurture.
The misperception of too much laxity
Is meant to foster creativity.
It's all well and good to be by the book.
But opportunities and success have to do with a look.
Aces and Eights, the Deadman's Hand,
However it is played to understand -
Everyone knows the stench of fate.
It's to be known before it's too late.
There's plenty to fear with fire.
The contender knows and won't tire.
Time might force drinking alone,
But the call won't come on the phone.
It's another kind of matter to go through motions,
Hard-pressed and caught by complex emotions.
Sometimes a child of light is caught by darkness
When all he knows is a world filled with harshness.
Aces and Eights, the Deadman's Hand,
However it is played to understand -
Everyone knows the stench of fate.
It's to be known before it's too late.
When your losing hand isn't worth a bet,
You play it still without any regret.
You falter, they say to get it straight
Until you drive another road that just won't wait.
Life in the pursuit of evil's elimination
Is the top-flight, jet-lagged intimidation.
You stare into tomorrow's abyss
Until you realize it gets no better than this.
Aces and Eights, the Deadman's Hand,
However it is played to understand -
Everyone knows the stench of fate.
It's to be known before it's too late.
(c) October 9, 2026 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved
“Being honest may not get you a lot of friends, but it’ll always get you the right ones.” – John Lennon
“A democracy is no more than an aristocracy of orators. The people are so readily moved by demagogues that control must be exercised by the government over speech and press.” – Thomas Hobbes
Every Dog Hunts
by Michael Doyle
There are a lot of lessons we learn
Walking through fire, hoping not to burn.
There is much that we presume
In training so that we will not be consumed.
There are times that all there is, is the space.
It's there in the concept of God's lost grace.
Where once there was a strong connection,
Too much hurt changes that tragic conception.
In a world where every dog hunts,
You learn that you only die once.
When wheels are often up by seven,
The odds are that you'll go through Hell to find Heaven.
We walk the space where children hopelessly scream,
And the souls of lost nations can no longer dream.
Searching, hoping, grabbing ahold of that something
That just might make sense of this bitter nothing.
We talk amongst ourselves about battlefield theology
And we hope that it is real and not just mythology.
All the sacrifices made half a very real sense of cost.
Clinging in belief, we hope not all has been lost.
In a world where every dog hunts,
You learn that you only die once.
When wheels are often up by seven,
The odds are that you'll go through Hell to find Heaven.
Feeling fully alive and full of old glory,
We bought into the best of the story.
Those present manage to steal the spotlight
Even when it happens that it's not told quite right.
The are somehow missed as they feign and say,
Now that they have stopped coming along the way.
IED attacks act to reduce our company's number,
And tell the truths about how evil doesn't slumber.
In a world where every dog hunts,
You learn that you only die once.
When wheels are often up by seven,
The odds are that you'll go through Hell to find Heaven.
Time and time again, it turns in the play
That the only easy day is always yesterday.
The rules of engagement remain the hardfast rule,
Coming back against the odds remains old school.
With a snake and creep, we find the out.
A sniper's scope removes the margin of doubt.
Safe in/safe out exists only in the officer's plan.
The best we can hope is to come back with every man.
In a world where every dog hunts,
You learn that you only die once.
When wheels are often up by seven,
The odds are that you'll go through Hell to find Heaven.
(c) October 8, 2026 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved
“The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.” – John Muir
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