Category Archives: Poetry and Poems

Living Scripture

Posted on February 27, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

Living Scriptureby Michael DoyleWe started church with a prayer for UkraineI can only further pray it is not in vainThe horrors that they are going throughCan only be endured by the strength of how God is trueTurning next in our … Continue reading →

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A Servant of His People

Posted on February 26, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

A Servant of His Peopleby Michael DoyleMy hat is off to Volodymyr ZelenskyAs with his courage, he steps into historyHe has consistently proven his fitnessAs the heroic man becomes a remarkable witnessOnce a comedian who commanded laughterHe has proven himself … Continue reading →

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Inseparable

Posted on February 26, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

Inseparableby Michael DoyleA black orphanGrown to be an honest intellectualChild of the Jim Crow SouthHe sought after what’s effectualEmancipation is what makes America uniqueThe 1619 ProjectIs one of breathtaking ignoranceSlavery does notAnd did not bring prosperityAnd the fight against this … Continue reading →

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Until My Eyes Close

Posted on February 25, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

Until My Eyes Closeby Michael DoyleThe other day, I was so tiredIt seemed my life was a tearAnd though the coffee kept me firedMy heart felt troubled and insincereLike I wished that I could find an exitFrom this highway, I … Continue reading →

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Sowell

Posted on February 24, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

Sowellby Michael DoyleConstrainedOr unconstrainedThe views of mankindAre a spectrumIn which we findTwo pathsOf social theoryKnowledge of the decisionsThat make up an economyFactored in their controversyThe question Needed to be answeredIs what truly helps anyone?What makes for improvementImproves the world for … Continue reading →

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We’ll Burn Our Memory

Posted on February 23, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

We’ll Burn Our Memoryby Michael DoyleThere is nothing more humanThen knowing that you are brokenAs time slips by as it canAnd words meander or are unspokenTime is fleeting and not to squanderLet me entreat you to spend yours wellThere are … Continue reading →

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As To Heaven, Our Hands Raise

Posted on February 20, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

As To Heaven, Our Hands Raiseby Michael DoyleIn our Christian legacyJesus is our first priorityHe is before all other thingsAnd He is for whom we singIn the beginning was the WordBefore any other thought occurredUntil He came to dwell among … Continue reading →

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A Father’s Love

Posted on February 19, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

A Father’s Loveby Michael DoyleA young girl hurtsWith the soul of a womanWhy doesn’t anyone understandA father listens, alert -Doing the best that he canSilently, he offers his handShe dries her eyesWhile he simply listensTo the questions on her mindHe … Continue reading →

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Sins of My Father Remembered

Posted on February 18, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

Sins of My Father Rememberedby Michael DoyleShadowed in doubtTrapped within rootsOn a planet ringed by orbitalsSeeking, search for any way outLooking for any solution that contributesToward escaping the controlsIn the Hotel NevermoreIs a bottle of tearsFor all the lost waysWatch … Continue reading →

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Investing In Old Age

Posted on February 17, 2022 by alohapromisesforever

Investing In Old Ageby Michael DoyleIt has become as sort of a jokeBut one that makes me slightly chokeThe youngest of chronological ageSays as if with the wisdom of a sageThat her dad, me, is growing a bit oldShe laughs … Continue reading →

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