This Is Not True Victory

This Is Not True Victory
by Michael Doyle

In memory of Queen Lili‘uokalani
I declare this is not a true victory
When back in the year of 1893
The United States overthrew her monarchy

Despite the wrongness of things done
She did not choose the white man's guns
But instead, seeing the sins of man
She chose to forgive as a true heart can

This is the cleansing way, and it is clearer
That independence is more significant and dearer
Most see these islands as a tourist destination
But freedom does not depend on a person's station

This is a notion that has not lost its charm this day
The struggle for a free Hawai'i will not go away
A valid case can be made for constitutional sovereignty
And for the leadership that has true, factual authority

The voices of the people speak not of militancy
But as with the voices of God and with quiet dignity
God keeps His promises and restores rightful homes
Dennis Kanahele and his people do not walk this alone

The Aboriginal nation never legally ceased to exist
As a native community, it still manages to persist
Kānaka Maoli were not granted a single reservation
But make no mistake, they are a people and a nation

It has been a path in America's troubled journey
President McKinley decided that Manifest Destiny
Super-ceded the Hawaiian people's self-determination
Undermining Kanaka Maoli for the good of the nation

This is a story not just about freedom but about being alive
And the will of a Native people to do more than survive
If only federal recognition could become legislation
Hawaiian people would become the largest tribe in the nation

This, then, would give a path forward in this hour
If these native people are to ever gain any real power
The people need homes and cannot live in an apology
This is a battle for hope fought by a people living in poverty

(c) December 13, 2024 Michael Doyle
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First Principles: Observe Good Faith and Justice Toward All Nations. Cultivate Peace and Harmony With All

“Observe good faith and justice toward all nations. Cultivate peace and harmony with all.” – George Washington, Farewell Address (1796)

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Thought For the Day: Kindness Is Like Snow – It Beautifies Everything It Covers

“Kindness is like snow—it beautifies everything it covers.” – Kahlil Gibran

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Star-Fall

Star-Fall
by Michael Doyle

My impulsive thoughts intrude
Even as I raise my hands in gratitude
Arms wide open, I look above
In my experience of God's love

I sing hallelujah in my loudest voice
Lifting up my songs, I picked through my choices
Knowing all that you've given humanity
I give my love in my fullest humility

You have always and still do all
I surrender and answer to your call
It's you, not me that provides all
As I look up at your star-fall

Singing hallelujah for all my days
I thank you, Jesus, with my praises
Lost in your heavenly embrace
I can find my soul through your grace

(c) December 12, 2024 Michael Doyle
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First Principles: Equal and Exact Justice To All Men, of Whatever Persuasion, Religious Or Political

“Equal and exact justice to all men, of whatever persuasion, religious or political.” – Thomas Jefferson (1801)

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Thought For the Day: Imagination, Not Invention, Is the Supreme Master of Art As of Life

“Imagination, not invention, is the supreme master of art as of life.” – Joseph Conrad

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Better Than Okay

Better Than Okay
by Michael Doyle

Why don't you come inside?
There's nothing we need to hide
Besides, it's cold outside
And I have something to confide

There's something that feels right
In my darkness, you might be the light
There's something about the way
You make me feel better than okay

It's only been a moment since we met
Something tells me I will never forget
You understand me in a way I don't get
Your kind of love, I will never regret

In this world filled with coal
You've got a heart full of soul
Lakeside visions of dreams come true
I think I'll find them in you

I'm looking for a Christmas miracle in you
To be enjoyed only by we two
With a smile on my face, I turn the page
To a place where our love turns center stage

It's only been a moment since we met
Something tells me I will never forget
You understand me in a way that I don't get
Your kind of love, I will never regret

(c) December 11, 2024 Michael Doyle
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First Principles: The Great Principles of Right and Wrong Are Legible To Every Reader; To Pursue Them Requires Not the Aid of Many Counselors. The Whole Art of Government Consists In the Art of Being Honest

“The great principles of right and wrong are legible to every reader; to pursue them requires not the aid of many counselors. The whole art of government consists in the art of being honest.” – Thomas Jefferson (1775)

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Thought For the Day: Christmas Isn’t Just A Day, It’s A Frame of Mind

“Christmas isn’t just a day, it’s a frame of mind.” – Kris Kringle, in Miracle On 34th Street

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Like A Velvet Snare

Like A Velvet Snare
by Michael Doyle

She looked at me
With the eyes of an angel
I was worried there'd be
Some kind of angle

I put my guard up
She dropped it with a smile
Before I knew what was up
There could be no denial

I knew I'd be her man
From there to eternity
I knew I'd do whatever I can
Throughout our life's journey

Subtle habits of curiosity
Asked in questions lingering on
Whispered tones of sensuality
That will never be gone

She looked in life's window
In a little do-it-yourself innuendo
Something as simple as hello
Gave a deep look inside her soul

The things in common built a bond
I felt nobility in her quiet grace
It was an instance of touch that went beyond
The smile we put on each other's face

Each wished the other well
Feeling something special in the air
Both of us knew there'd be more to this tale
Our hearts tugged forward like a velvet snare

(c) December 10, 2024 Michael Doyle
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