“Any scientist can testify that a dead ocean means a dead planet …. No national law, no national precautions can save the planet. The ocean, more than any other part of our planet, … is a classic example of the absolute need for international global action.” – Thor Heyerdahl
“The sovereign power of all civil authority is founded in the consent of the people.” – Roger Williams
An Eighth Sin For This Age
by Michael Doyle
Some say sins come from impatience and indolence,
And in this age of only a little bit of innocence.
Acedia knows without pretense at ambivalence,
That sometimes the best we have is listlessness.
Self-help has seldom beaten getting God's grace.
This is the self-talk hinted at by the human race.
Rumor has it that we are punished by our sin,
And still go right back at them again and again.
Humanity sits here together collectively by inference
Wondering how life gets better by tattered reference.
Sometimes battered by moments of indifference,
These are behaviors learned by petty observance.
There's a dream logic that knows the beauty of decay,
Its pieces of circular modernity forcibly rule the day.
A moral map is needed from buzz words and human gluttony
The sins of envy fill each of us to the brim with envy.
We must unlearn our little conceits of overwhelming will.
That is, until our better angels learn to readily prevail.
We listen to the winds blow as we learn to become still.
It's the closest we come to holiness or ever truly will.
(c) April 17, 2026 Michael Doyle
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“The most necessary task of civilization is to teach people how to think. It should be the primary purpose of our public schools. The mind of a child is naturally active, it develops through exercise. Give a child plenty of exercise, for body and brain. The trouble with our way of educating is that it does not give elasticity to the mind. It casts the brain into a mold. It insists that the child must accept. It does not encourage original thought or reasoning, and it lays more stress on memory than observation.” – Thomas Edison
“Those who beat their swords into plowshares usually end up plowing for those who kept their swords.” -Benjamin Franklin
Teenaged Anxiety
by Michael Doyle
Social media has tipped toward sadness.
Out of balance in a world of madness.
It's hard to build up resilience
In this world stripped of independence.
Helicopter hover offers no lasting solution.
Indeed, it's a factor of rabid contribution.
The same player shoots up the school again
The world and what's within can't be friends.
Every parent hopes for simplicity,
But it's a world of angst and anxiety.
At least for the modern girl's mind,
Loaded with hormones in a world unkind.
Anger pours itself into tinges of outrage,
Atrocity and cruelty turn life's page.
Life cannot be a constant catastrophe.
Yet why is it, and how does it seem to be?
Minor inconvenience doesn't need to be misery
Changing how we see things isn't a mystery,
But paints a soothing layer to the spectacle,
Shaping a world where a modern girl feels capable.
Every parent hopes for simplicity,
But it's a world of angst and anxiety.
At least for the modern girl's mind,
Loaded with hormones in a world unkind.
Time spent alone staring into the virtual void,
Would leave the best of us feeling annoyed.
Existentially speaking, bad vibes are leaking
Into the world's stew even as we are speaking.
All the evidence is more than indicative
Social Media is proven harmfully addictive.
It's numbingly and eye-bleedingly obvious,
These are the tapestries of the devious.
Every parent hopes for simplicity,
But it's a world of angst and anxiety.
At least for the modern girl's mind,
Loaded with hormones in a world unkind.
(c) April 16, 2026 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved
“There is a time to live, a time to die, a time to laugh, and at no time are the three of them very far apart.” – Spike Milligan
“Democracy and socialism have nothing in common but one word, equality. But notice the difference: while democracy seeks equality in liberty, socialism seeks equality in restraint and servitude.”– Alexis de Tocqueville
Your Dad Was Our Hero
by Michael Doyle
I was minding my business,
Just standing there.
I was resting on my crutches,
Sipping on a beer.
We had come to pay our
Our truest respects.
Saying our goodbyes
Without any neglect.
A soldier's son
Marched up to his coffin.
With no dry eyes in the room,
Not a single soul was laughing.
How do you tell a crying kid,
That everything will be alright?
How do you keep the tears hid,
Tucked away and out of sight.
I watched his mother
As she held her son tight.
The man had been my brother
Until that firefight.
There are moments lost in my head,
When I have wished for something to say.
There's really no way to bring back the dead.
We promised he would know love every day.
A soldier's son
Marched up to his coffin.
With no dry eyes in the room,
Not a single soul was laughing.
How do you tell a crying kid,
That everything will be alright?
How do you keep the tears hid,
Tucked away and out of sight.
A soldier may be down,
But he still has family.
Take a look around,
We'll never let him be lonely.
Right to the bitter end,
I had fought to keep his da here.
He was in my platoon and my friend.
Until I said goodbye with the last sip of beer.
A soldier's son
Marched up to his coffin.
With no dry eyes in the room,
Not a single soul was laughing.
How do you tell a crying kid,
That everything will be alright?
How do you keep the tears hid,
Tucked away and out of sight.
There are promises
That I'll do my best to keep.
Some things know no compromise,
Despite the tears that we weep.
Like a guardian angel staying n the shadow,
I promised to always be near.
I reassured the boy and let him know
That I would never let him feel fear.
A soldier's son
Marched up to his coffin.
With no dry eyes in the room,
Not a single soul was laughing.
How do you tell a crying kid,
That everything will be alright?
How do you keep the tears hid,
Tucked away and out of sight.
(c) April 15, 2026 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved
“Never be afraid to trust an unknown future to a known God.” – Carrie Ten Boom
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