“In a despotic government, the only principle by which the tyrant who is to move the whole machine means to regulate and manage the people is fear, by the servile dread of his power. But a free government, which of all others is far the most preferable, cannot be supported without virtue.”
– Samuel Williams, A Discourse on the Love of our Country, 1774
If desired, you may read this work here: A Discourse on the Love of Our Country | Teaching American History
“Envy was once considered to be one of the seven deadly sins before it became one of the most admired virtues under its new name, ‘social justice.'” – Thomas Sowell
“Against the insidious wiles of foreign influence, (I conjure you to believe me fellow citizens) the jealousy of a free people ought to be constantly awake; since history and experience prove that foreign influence is one of the most baneful foes of Republican Government.” – George Washington (1796)
As To Heaven, Our Hands Raise
by Michael Doyle
In our Christian legacy
Jesus is our first priority
He is before all other things
And He is for whom we sing
In the beginning was the Word
Before any other thought occurred
Until He came to dwell among us
Giving of Himself for us because
It is by His purpose
And it is for His purpose
As we take our part in History
We must live for His glory
God is the page and the book
There is nowhere else to look
For God is the first and the last
His is the compass and the mast
You cannot separate treasure and heart
God is the center and every other part
Comfortable in our every routine
God is the truth of all we could mean
In this, we live to make the difference
Holding our Lord in greatest reverence
Held as a catalyst to open up our eyes
Giving our love to God without surprise
Knowing that our all belongs to Him
As we glorify Him through praise and hymn
Grace and mercy know the best of our praise
As to Heaven, our hands raise
(c) February 20, 2022 Michael Doyle
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“Set your minds on things above not on earthly things.” – Colossians 3:2
“Everyone discusses my art and pretends to understand, as if it were necessary to understand, when it is simply necessary to love.” – Claude Monet, painter (14 Nov 1840-1926)
A Father's Love
by Michael Doyle
A young girl hurts
With the soul of a woman
Why doesn't anyone understand
A father listens, alert -
Doing the best that he can
Silently, he offers his hand
She dries her eyes
While he simply listens
To the questions on her mind
He can't protect her from the lies
Or the fool's gold that glistens
But he promises to understand
It's hard coming up in the world today
So many challenges to withstand
He holds her as closely as he can
Sometimes there's so little to say
Instead, he simply gives her his hand
And promises, a father's love is forever
Deep in her heart, he sees her pain
Those once laughing eyes are a thing of beauty
If he could, he'd protect her forever
Instead, he does his best to try to explain
Because he knows it's his sworn duty
It's one bond that will never sever
The world can be cruel with its harm
Things are said that are undeserved
But her father's love is her sanctuary
Though he knows every folly and every charm
A father's faithfulness is never swerved
And he'll hold her as long as she feels necessary
Teaching her the ways to survive this world
And how to defend against those that she must
While giving her an example of who to trust
She was once his little girl who lay curled
Listening to his stories with love as he fussed
And now he's her one voice she knows she can trust
(c) February 19, 2022 Michael Doyle
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“It is the manners and spirit of a people which preserve a republic in vigor. A degeneracy in these is a canker which soon eats to the heart of its laws and constitution.” – Thomas Jefferson (1781)
“The difference between successful people and really successful people is that really successful people say ‘no’ to almost everything.” – Warren Buffet,
Sins of My Father Remembered
by Michael Doyle
Shadowed in doubt
Trapped within roots
On a planet ringed by orbitals
Seeking, search for any way out
Looking for any solution that contributes
Toward escaping the controls
In the Hotel Nevermore
Is a bottle of tears
For all the lost ways
Watch a drop of whiskey as it pours
A shot glass full of empty years
Of moments, into hours, of days
Honor is a binary code
Promises made and rendered
Cashed in on when chips are down
Speaking softly of debts owed
Cashed in promises like debts tendered
For a touch of my feet on the ground
Stepping into my father's shoes
I've often found they don't fit
Sometimes that is good; sometimes bad
In a life lived like the clickbait of a million views
And society's sarcasm passes as wit
Mostly, I've been too busy living to be sad
There are screams into the night
That I've kept suppressed inside
The horrors of comfortable nightmares
Abiding inside the thoughts not quite right
Seldom shared and with no one in whom to confide
My dreams rise to escape these snares
Every time that I have been gorgonized
Turns the very core of my soul to stone
With only my purest love to cling to
The ambitions of emptiness makes me hypnotized
With the knowledge that I must atone
Quietly carrying the sins of my father will no longer do
(c) February 18, 2022 Michael Doyle
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