“Where is the life we have lost in living? Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?” – T.S. Eliot, poet (26 Sep 1888-1965)
Listen to the world as you do But in the end to yourself be true Neither a borrower or lender be Because debt destroys harmony
Words of wisdom to follow far As true as truth is the northern star The plot is thicker when studied long Especially when madness is brewed strong
Misperceived as we are in our perception Always the trick of the tale lies in its deception Is it better to purposefully churn a sea of trouble Or will the doing so only make it double
Be careful in your every taken action Ensure you follow what will lead to satisfaction Heartache knows its path to consummation To sleep; to die; is the final contemplation
Whipped into the scorn of oppressive time When insolence leads itself into uneasy rhyme The wrongs of life take their deep toll And only each of us can be true to our own role
Possessing the way to freedom within our hand If only we might follow the path as planned There is more to dread than those things of death As we find end of weary life with our last breath
The path to freedom lies in the just before Each of us who dare just a little more Still fear seems to stop us all Too afraid to fly for fear that we will fall
(c) September 25, 2021 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“There is no room in this country for hyphenated Americanism. …The one absolutely certain way of bringing this nation to ruin, of preventing all possibility of its continuing to be a nation at all, would be to permit it to become a tangle of squabbling nationalities.” – Theodore Roosevelt (Address to Knights of Columbus, Oct. 12, 1915)
Times like these are seasonable When life itself feels unreasonable What I had wanted to be for the better Somehow fell apart when together
Now it seems taking life day by day Alone with the feelings I threw away Is all that I have to look forward to In the mistakes I made in me and you
Word prompts bring back fatal memory In those things it seems I’ve done to me But still I know there will be a new tomorrow Even despite the pain and all the sorrow
It is good to know that words still flow Even though it is that I know what I know That the wrong done was mostly done by me I stand strong and beyond the edge of sympathy
All these things that it seems I threw away And wondering how I will make it through the day All the flawed cards I put into wrong-minded play I wish somehow I would find some words to say
That would take away all of what is my mistake Somehow do penance and heal the heartbreak I reflected on this as I completed the survey At the end of cardiac rehab I filled out today
Thinking how do I say to them, “yes, I am sad” Of course it is that I feel I have made someone mad No, it has so little to do with the cardiac rehab And more to do with self afflicted that I now have
Bleeding out emotionally as I know I have done wrong No longer sure of anything or that I even belong But doing my best to bravely be contritely strong In the full awareness of what I did as wrong
In short, I know that what I dreamed of as someday I have destroyed and thrown it all utterly away My tears say it’s not really all that funny, so, I am sad All of my good intentions gone wrong and hurting bad
Watching you from across the room, I want to smile But your hands on your hips let me know your denial What I could have done, what I should have done Doesn’t matter any more because we are as done…
…as this poem
(c) September 24, 2021 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“They are not to do anything they please to provide for the general welfare, but only to lay taxes for that purpose. To consider the latter phrase not as describing the purpose of the first, but as giving a distinct and independent power to do any act they please which may be good for the Union, would render all the preceding and subsequent enumerations of power completely useless. It would reduce the whole instrument to a single phrase, that of instituting a Congress with power to do whatever would be for the good of the United States; and as they would be the sole judges of the good or evil, it would be also a power to do whatever evil they please…Certainly no such universal power was meant to be given them. It was intended to lace them up straightly within the enumerated powers and those without which, as means, these powers could not be carried into effect.” – Thomas Jefferson, Opinion on a National Bank, 1791
“A lie doesn’t become truth, wrong doesn’t become right and evil doesn’t become good just because it’s accepted by a majority.” – Booker T. Washington (1856-1915)
There are some things to be said That keep rolling around in my head One of which must be said precise That extremism in defense of liberty is no vice
Moderation in pursuit of justice is not a virtue Nor can any ethical argument be made to so construe While to some this may be seem quite obvious Too many others remain cheerfully oblivious
In this present crisis of the American house divided These are some things of which I have decided One of these is the need for a new birth of freedom As long as it remains true to the American te deum
What has come before, raises the level of intelligence To negate this past, is to shirk off its relevance We must guard against the leveling in this modernity While amply realizing the best of our precious legacy
Strewn there in the passages of our Declaration Are the seeds of the Constitution of our nation Let us not back down against the face of destruction But instead hold on ever stronger to our ancestral institutions
(c) September 23, 2021 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“There is a fountain of youth: it is your mind, your talents, the creativity you bring to your life and the lives of the people you love. When you learn to tap this source, you will have truly defeated age” -Sophia Loren, actor and singer (b. 20 Sep 1934)
“It is the duty of all Nations to acknowledge the providence of Almighty God, to obey his will, to be grateful for his benefits, and humbly to implore his protection and favors.” – George Washington, Thanksgiving Proclamation, 1789
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