“There is not a single instance in history in which civil liberty was lost, and religious liberty preserved entire. If therefore we yield up our temporal property, we at the same time deliver the conscience into bondage.” – John Witherspoon, author of The Dominion of Providence Over the Passions of Men, 1776 and signer of The Declaration of Independence
Fires Framing Truth
by Michael Doyle
How can you serve the people
When you're feeding them lies?
How can you mislead a mother
And look her straight in the eyes?
You think a dismissive smile
Is all you need to wear
As you issue your political denial
Don't you even care?
So many lives going up in smoke
It's enough to make me want to choke
Tears are falling from my eyes
And all you want to give us is your lies
I'm talking about grieving families
Homes burned down along with their memories
All of this is because policies lack common sense
Don't you walk away because you have no defense
Perceptions of truth are clarified for all to see
Who it is that we trusted with too much authority
We have the power to do what we ought
We can vote you out of office have you forgot?
So many lives going up in smoke
It's enough to make me want to choke
Tears are falling from my eyes
And all you want to give us is your lies
No water in the hydrants, it wouldn't flow
Your masquerade of caring is starting to show
Your love of power is your social disease
It's only matched by your love of ease
Where is your compassion to listen?
Is it as missing as your courage to make a decision?
The measure of a leader is shown in a controversy
Times of challenge require true strength of integrity
So many lives going up in smoke
It's enough to make me want to choke
Tears are falling from my eyes
And all you want to give us is your lies
(c) January 10, 2025 Michael Doyle
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“The moment that government appears at market, the principles of the market will be subverted.” – Edmund Burke
(After January 20th, watch with me and see that the “supply chain” crisis dissipates and the free market begins to restore the economy.)
“Authority that does not exist for Liberty is not authority but force.” – Lord Acton
My Heart and Mind's Connection
by Michael Doyle
My heart and mind
Have left this world behind
Crossing as I follow
Jesus from out of the shadows
Finding my good cause
As I gently start to pause
Knowing I must change my ways
For all my coming days
Step-by-step
I turned next
To find my connection
Set sight in the right direction
Asking the hungry and the blind
No one should be left behind
For the faithfulness given
All of us can be forgiven
In every life's choice
It's best to follow His voice
Running for the finish line
I keep in the lane that's mine
Even as this world trembles and shakes
I press on with every stride I make
Following my Lord Jesus in my heart
Deeper than perhaps I had at the start
(c) January 9, 2025 Michael Doyle
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“A Constitution of Government once changed from Freedom, can never be restored. Liberty, once lost, is lost forever.” – John Adams, in a letter to Abigail Adams (July 7, 1775)
“You don’t get to choose how you’re going to die, or when. You can only decide how you’re going to live. Now.” – Joan Baez, American singer, songwriter, musician, and activist (b. January 9, 1941)
About A Death
by Michael Doyle
Today, I watched a show about death
I have to admit, it took away my breath
As I try to write this bit of poetry
It's weird to think how much it's hitting me
It's hard to write with tears in my my eyes
I wonder how often my smile is a disguise
It seems that each death gets harder with the passing years
I hope that I get through this puddle of tears
Only yesterday, you were standing here
It felt certain that you'd always be near
Sometimes, it was hard to tell where each of us starts
You were the best part of my jaded heart
Looking back on our photographs and memories
It's easy to tell how much you meant to me
I wish that I had always told you
Now I'm lost here, wanting just to hold you
You had always said that I wasn't much for talking
Preferring instead the solitude of endlessly walking
Alone through the memories of our woods
Now I stand here alone where you once stood
Only yesterday, you were standing here
It felt certain that you'd always be near
Sometimes, it was hard to tell where each of us starts
You are the best part of my jaded heart
In this world that is our stage
Your words were the only words on my page
At least the only words with real meaning
In sum, you were my favorite human being
Traces of you will last in the anguish of my eternity
Alone without you, knowing how much you meant to me
As I stand in our woods staring into the abyss
Yours is the love that I will always miss
Only yesterday, you were standing here
It felt certain that you'd always be near
Sometimes, it was hard to tell where each of us starts
You were the best part of my jaded heart
(c) January 8, 2025 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved
“It is not easy to be wise for all Times. Not even for the present; much less for the future: and those who judge of the past must recollect that when it was present, the present was future.” – Gouverneur Morris
(In 1811, in a letter to a friend, Morris felt the necessity of defending the compromises made in drafting the Constitution with the above language. Today’s defamation of the Founders by too many on the Left attests to the wisdom of keeping decisions in the context of time.)
“There is nothing so confining as the prisons of our own perceptions.” – William Shakespeare
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