“It is natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth — and listen to the song of that syren, till she transforms us into beasts. Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? Are we disposed to be of the number of those, who having eyes, see not, and having ears, hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation? For my part, whatever anguish of spirit it might cost, I am willing to know the whole truth; to know the worst, and to provide for it.” – Patrick Henry (1775)
I've never had great answers To life's deeper questions Like what is the meaning or how to cure cancers But, I can say without hesitation
That I have meant to do good To do the best that I have been able And to the degree I've understood Relying on God as more than fable
Here I am again out of answers Searching for some kind of clue Words appearing on paper, like a poetic dancer All I know is that I'd give my life for you
Though I'm probably the last you want to hear I need you to fight like you've never fought Please be brave, I know you can persevere And though I never liked it, I need you to fight
You have that spirit deep within you I know that you can turn this thing around This is your fight song, written just for you Because when you're beaten in the corner, that's where I'll be too
(c) September 2, 2021 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Written for someone who should know is in my prayers and extended to all others who are struggling and fighting against Covid-19. I need you to fight. Like you’ve never fought before. Pretend if you have to that the Covid virus with it’s corona crown is my face or something and kick the ever loving.. whatever out of it. Thing is that I need you to fight!.. please do not give up.
“The great principles of right and wrong are legible to every reader; to pursue them requires not the aid of many counselors.” – Thomas Jefferson (1775)
In the church of the open field The glory of truth is revealed In fellowship of God's good company In the exclusive claims of divinity
Darkness hates the shine of light Preferring as it does, the things of night Yet we, the children, gather in prayer Putting away the things of the vanity fair
The world sees us as a form of living dead As it weighs heavy to be shunned instead When all of the comforts of a lifetime Are treated like some kind of a crime
Come gather now, in the face of persecution Bringing living love as our soul's contribution Walking bravely in the face of blinding fear We offer up love and are steadfast as we persevere
(c) August 30, 2021 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
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
