The appearance of weakness Is something that wears thin. What makes a warrior seek this Goes deep below the skin.
Our ancestors cannot be left behind, Not when they are seen as they are. And a warrior would have to be blind To not recognize their ancestral star.
Some may try to determine the average And to determine what they can get. All of life is about working out leverage Aimed at obtaining a verdict that acquits.
There are tomes that move in fear But fear enough to evade death's shadow. It doesn't matter the day or the year, Only that the overlords know that you know.
The value of money is not half that Of holding the secrets that give the power. Influence is greater than the strength of fact When it comes down to the killing hour.
Bullets might provide the killing stroke But there is more to this life to give. When you can inspire dreams of the folk, You can even invoke the power to forgive.
Truth can heal or give birth to concern. There is so much that is important. Brokered agreements leave much to discern. The better ways will always remain dependent.
Isn't that how it always seems to be? The day and age give birth to tomorrow. The last thing to be said, very importantly, It is up to our children to find happiness in sorrow.
The appearance of weakness Begins with us parents opening the door, And though we barely speak this, All retribution must be on us, and no more.
(c) March 27, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“I can express no better hope for my country than that the kind Providence which smiled upon our fathers may enable their children to preserve the blessings they have inherited.” – Franklin Pierce
“When people accept breaking the law as normal, something happens to the whole society.” – Orson Welles
For example, all these people insist that illegal aliens are simply migrants and not felons. Then, when you show them the facts, the response is usually the equivalent of “so what.” Next thing we know, criminal gang members are being defended, too.
“The institution of the family is decisive in determining not only if a person has the capacity to love another individual but in the larger social sense whether he is capable of loving his fellow men collectively. The whole of society rests on this foundation for stability, understanding and social peace.” – Daniel Patrick Moynihan
Making the best out of bad has my deference, And happiness first is my usual preference. Thinking over and over where it went wrong Doesn't help matters much and takes too long.
Holding on to grief and wallowing in the pain Is overthinking and more than a little inane. Most times you find t's best to give it a rest, Realizing that hard times are just life's test.
Looking around, there's a lot of bad to be found. But that doesn't mean you have to chase it around. Just around the corner, you'll find another chance. There's no such thing as saying goodbye to romance.
Tonight we drink away the blues for a while, We find ourselves a wingman and do it in style. There's a lot to unpack when you're given denial But don't slink to the gutters just to find a smile.
Then, before you know it, she's looking so beautiful Just sitting there across and feeling so wonderful. You can see it in the warm smile she so freely gives, This, one in a million, lady truly loves as she lives.
Then she leaves, and you're alone again in your mess, Wondering what is still left for you to quietly confess. You pictured yourself as a man with a happy family, You never pictured yourself without living a happy memory.
Some might urge that you bridge yourself over the rift, Urging that you don't close your eyes to life's gift. But then you will wake up after falling asleep alone, Wondering at the busy signal ringing on your phone.
(c)March 25, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“One isn’t necessarily born with courage, but one is born with potential. Without courage, we cannot practice any other virtue with consistency. We can’t be kind, true, merciful, generous, or honest.” – Maya Angelou
No matter who it is that you might meet As you walk down life's long street, You might never know how she may feel. So, it's important to make this real.
It's more than wedding bells' chime, A counterfeit love would be such a crime. You can dress it up in ribbons and bows, But if the light of day reveals too many shadows?
If your love couldn't pay the cost, What is it that you've really lost? If she chooses the bruises of walking away, Are you not better off in a million ways?
Maybe you find that it's more than okay That the imposter could not love this way. Maybe you know your heart deserves a better fate, And that for true love, you can afford to wait.
You can dress it up as some fine romance But if she's not willing to give the chance, Maybe it's better that she didn't stick around, Tomorrow, something better will be found.
If your love couldn't pay the cost, What is it that you've really lost? If she chooses the bruises of walking away, Are you not better off in a million ways?
You're left there on the altar, your heart breaking, But brother, it's better than sadly mistaking Someone who, in the end, will never be reliable, Maybe you were asking more than she was capable.
There's hurt enough to steal your soul, But you can't let it gain and lose control. It seems fickle fate won't allow her finger To hold your ring or for your love to linger.
If your love couldn't pay the cost, What is it that you've really lost? If she chooses the bruises of walking away, Are you not better off in a million ways?
But holding on to a broken line of communication, Won't help to restore the life of this relation. Sometimes a bird just needs to fly away and be free. Believe in yourself and find your right destiny.
Happiness and love must begin inside to persist. It's true, no matter how hard loneliness is to resist. Love yourself first if you are to ever love another. This is the secret to real love being so much better.
If your love couldn't pay the cost, What is it that you've really lost? If she chooses the bruises of walking away, Are you not better off in a million ways?
(c) March 24, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Heading out of Australia to escape this Aussie winter. First stop Japan, then UK/Ireland and if work doesn't call me back, onto Chicago. I will make it up as I go along
ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 