There is something to be said Though I have a given explanation It's been rolling around in my head And must be spoken for the good of this nation
There is no sense in pursuing 'equity' It only serves to put everyone into poverty We should not take the loss when in all possibility There isn't even much to be said about equality
By this, I mean not man is equal to his brother This shouldn't need to be proved to any other But if I'm 5'7" and you stand at 6'6" It is not illusory or any kind of trick
To know that face-to-face, you'll make the shot Or has this factual matter been somehow forgot So many watch these games on many a workday And yet this truth eludes them in a million other ways
There in all ways of merit that we can measure for And the truth is that we simply cannot afford to ignore The truth is something that we must steadily pursue If we want the best society for all of us, me and you
If we want to keep the oak and the maple equal It will take something awful that cannot be legal There is only room for fairness and love in our house An no room to be ruled by the part of the blood-sucking louse
Still, it can be said with a certain cautious optimism That the hand has been played for genetic determinism The abilities we are born with, good and bad, for some Are not destined to be debilitating and can be overcome
It comes down to adapting to and furthering potentiality To what can in all ways, or some ways, increase opportunity It must be kept in mind that the overall good for society Is for all to live the utmost of our cultivated ability
(c) April 4, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands. You need to be able to throw something back.” – Maya Angelou, poet (4 Apr 1928-2014)
“I am only one, / But still I am one. / I cannot do everything, / But still I can do something; / And because I cannot do everything, / I will not refuse to do the something that I can do.” – Edward Everett Hale, author (3 Apr 1822-1909)
At first sight, it is the love expected After a life of being unrequited I feel it with the kiss of your lips The sparks run to my fingertips
I pay attention to what my heart tells me While praying to God, my emotions won't fail me Everything happens in its good season One look in your eyes and I see the reason
There's a warmth in the smile we feel together And I know this is for worse and for the better Every time we touch, you touch my soul It's so overwhelming, I'm giving up control
Sometimes, this feels like living a fairy tale It's the kind of story destined to come out well As your hero, I know I can always prevail And if I don't and you do, then it's just as well
With a kiss farewell, we fade into the night I know your love will be my guiding light I don't know if love is truly close to blind But I do believe, with my heart, that love is kind
(c) April 2, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
An Enduring Contemplation of Pain by Michael Doyle
The things endured on that Day of Pain Would drive most of us beyond insane 360 strikes with a nail-ended whip Would be enough to make anyone lose grip
Next the crucifixion with its degradation Was a sorrowful way to suffer asphyxiation In atonement, Jesus took on our mortal sins It’s almost beyond belief to be suffered and then
Not His but God the Father’s will was done As God looked on the suffering of His only son From this, we know that Christ understands pain There is really nothing left for us to explain
He found, as we find, that friends in their essence Bring us needed comfort through their presence Isolation only make our problems so much worse This should be evident without exploring the verses
Pain is not to be sucked-in but openly expressed We let it out as burdens shared and not repressed In this, we love others as we love ourselves Bringing the comfort that is not found on shelves
It’s the small group comfort found home by home That are essential to help us know we’re not alone The depth of pain is only felt by God as understood Reaching out in our pain in prayer and made good
Even when falling face down on the barren ground We pray to Abba the Father everywhere he’s found In the worse days of our worst sense of darkest pain We call on our heavenly father, simple and plain
No cup of suffering is drunk alone as we’re aching Up to the point where we feel that we are breaking Knowing that God can do everything we complain Has afflicted us, our trusted Father makes it plain
Knowing that God knows what really is the best The pain we feel will not be more than the test That God will get us through until our last breath The doubt and confusion is eased until our death
Nails did not hold Christ to His cross, but God’s love The laws fulfilled in atonement as in Heaven above His mission was to pay the debts that we all owe For the love of admission to Heaven as we know
Second thoughts are ot worth the time to think Whatever is done with recriminations at the brink It comes down to the difficulty of trust over fear This faith is the thing we need to persevere
Life felt hard, hits hard and leave us in doubt Wondering what it is that it’s all really about We fall to pieces due to that is really illusion Is strikes at us deep as we are lost in confusion
In these times, we all tend to lose our way Giving up faith in the these times of Saturday We tend to turn our back on the God who persists Despite questioning why such pain exists
These are the complex times without hesitation Questioning God’s wisdom about our destination Our world turns to ashes, but we hold the premise That we, fallen humanity, can rely on the promise
The anguish is felt to the very core of our soul Until we learn to let go and give God the control Let no one, even ourselves, rob us from happiness Its all part of the plan that leads to our bliss
Hold on the promises that God gives us holds Claiming His truth as we watch our lives unfold We lose our way and fall into scattered worry Being anxious and feeling life is in too much hurry
7000 promises are found in that old black book Take a chance, open it up and take yourself a look Though it is that even our God knows true sorrow If we hold onto His hand we’ll find good tomorrow
Hang on and hold on to the promises through pain This is the one truth that will not prove itself vain To all who mourn, there will be beauty from ashes Despite however many times we feel life’s lashes
There is praise to be found despite our mourning We pass through the darkness until its morning Please hold on tight to the promises of light However dark we feel we must quietly hold tight
The Scream can seem the way that we live But it’s our Father’s loving promises that forgive Us into knowing that we will never be forsaken No matter how deeply our souls might be shaking
God’s home is our home in all that we see and do God has the power that move beyond me and you As we set our sights on the death of crucifixion We must also know that afterwards i resurrection
God’s purposes will bring us through our feelings However much it is that we seem to be reeling Never give up and never surrender to darkness Despite whatever it is that has brought us darkness
God will be with us throughout whatever difficulty This kind of love is the core of our deep theology Joy and victory is found in believing in that Sunday The morning that we knew was coming anyway
The Son rose and shined on His new day And this promise makes us bold in every way We come to realize our way to that hour As we rely on God’s salvation in His power
Believe in Christ and we will live yet again This is the truth of the power in our friend We only see what it is that are able to see Christ is the life that gives us joyful eternity
Confessing with our mouth that Jesus is the way And believing in our hearts, He was raised that day You, too, will find your true path of salvation It’s promised that heaven then is our destination
(c) March 31, 2024 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved, but please share this with your Christian and other friends
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
