“While General Howe with a Large Armament is advancing towards New York, our Congress resolved to Declare the United Colonies free and Independent States. A Declaration for this Purpose, I expect, will this day pass Congress…It is gone so far that we must now be a free independent State, or a Conquered Country.” – Abraham Clark
My Testimony
by Michael Doyle
Saving lives and broken chains.
His comfort came in the rains.
The passing storms help us grow.
My peace in Jesus is what I know.
Moments spent feeling overcome,
I put my faith in God's kingdom.
The wings might blow, making me shake,
But my foundation will never break.
Hallelujah will remain my testimony.
Keeping faith that the Lord loves me.
My hands lift in praise to the sky.
My voice is love in my reply.
Love is given in magnification
As we sing our songs in celebration.
We know all that the Lord has done.
We are believers in the Father and the Son.
Focus on the Father makes problems become small.
Sight on the Son, we become 10 feet tall.
In this fight, Satan knows defeat.
We live our faith with every morning that we meet.
Hallelujah will remain my testimony.
Keeping faith that the Lord loves me.
My hands lift in praise to the sky.
My voice is love in my reply.
() July 1, 2026 Michael Doyle
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“Nature is a totally efficient, self-regenerating system. IF we discover the laws that govern this system and live synergistically within them, sustainability will follow, and humankind will be a success.” – R. Buckminster Fuller
“Without morals a republic cannot subsist any length of time; they therefore who are decrying the Christian religion, whose morality is so sublime and pure (and) which insures to the good eternal happiness, are undermining the solid foundation of morals, the best security for the duration of free governments.” – Charles Carrollton of Carrollton, signer of the Declaration of Independence
The Future We'll Grow
by Michael Doyle
We've heard at the university
That monoculture destroys diversity.
While nature cultivates its legacy,
Working together against the plantation economy.
Chemical farming came disguised as evolution.
It was, in a sense, codified as the Green Revolution.
Throughout the world, like a horrific coin toss,
Everywhere we turn, we see diversity's loss.
In India, this resulted in soil depletion.
With carbon being released in a gasp of exhalation.
Nutrients have been lost along with fertility.
More and more is lost to the point of futility.
Burning to survive in a collapsed economy,
Debt and suicide have become quite legendary.
We counter this by making the soil healthy,
And this, in turn, creates our food security.
Working with our hands makes for a better living,
And through this, farmers are graced in their giving.
The more sequestered carbon yields more food.
The more food, the greater the elevated mood.
The path to healthy farming is one out of poverty.
Those with hands in the soil are being healthy.
Doing these things provides a warm explanation
Of just what it will take to revitalize the nation.
Soil, like so many things, isn't just property.
When looked at properly, good soil is a legacy.
It is to the extent of our best capability,
Our duty and is a most reverent responsibility.
(c) June 30, 2025 Michael Doyle
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“When you want to help people, you tell them the truth. When you want to help yourself, you tell them what they want to hear.” – Thomas Sowell
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“By our form of Government, the Christian religion is the established religion; and all sects and denominations of Christians are placed on the same equal footing, and are equally entitled to protection in their religious liberty.– Samuel Chase in Runkel v. Winemiller (1799)
In My Mind's Desert
by Michael Doyle
In my mind's eye, I see
The battling guns that are yet to be.
Cabin fever burns away the drudgery.
It vanquishes every mystery.
To dispel the ghosts takes mourning,
Thorns and all, night must become morning.
Burnt into my gaze like a shared light
That comes to dissipate my longest night.
Swallowed like day takes the night,
All the love in the world didn't make it right.
And I remember the all of everything
That my life so far did not bring.
There is a sweet spot of immortal sin.
The time comes to begin again.
Thorns and all, someone has to pay,
Even if it takes closing the door this way.
A siren calls as I lean into the wind,
Too close to the sun, I have sinned.
Holding on to the distance between,
I wonder if I wlll ever know what it all means.
Swallowed like day takes the night,
All the love in the world didn't make it right.
And I remember the all of everything
That my life so far did not bring.
(c)June 29, 2026 Michael Doyle
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“And now here is my secret, a very simple secret; it is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye.” – Antoiine de Saint-Exupery
“Between a balanced republic and a democracy, the difference is like that between order and chaos.” – John Marshall
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