“The utopian schemes of leveling and a community of goods, are as visionary and impractical as those which vest all property in the crown. These ideas are arbitrary, despotic, and, in our government unconstitutional.” – Samuel Adams
The DSA therefore promotes unconstitutional ideas and should be barred from advancing in our government.
Truth In Lies: Lizzie Borden I
by MichaelDoyle
The worst kind of monster
Hides just beneath the norm.
To the untrained eye,
It's a very human form.
They feel benign and harmless,
Even if, just a bit charmless.
Until the curtain pulls back
And all hope turns to sheer black.
A player piano sounds like a nursery rhyme
When all is lost within a true crime.
We hear the discordant as it plays,
Seconds before it's time to pray.
Lizzy searches her house for an axe,
Destined to let fall 40 well-swung hacks.
Revenge sings the names: daddy and mommy
The rest they say is nightmares of history.
Mommy received 40, and Daddy got his 41,
The whole place was messy before it was done.
That axe of hers loved to wail and sing
Until on the gallows, she would swing.
Breathing in just to breathe out
Miss Lizzy removed everyone's doubt.
Women are capable of sinister things,
Especially when her inner demon sings.
Mother tightened the suffocating corset
And pretended to teach things not to forget.
The goal was to remove Lizzy's innocence.
So much for such foul intents.
Paint-by-number was presumed to be the way to live.
After all, a vestal virgin really had nothing to give.
So her hateful mother often plainly said
In he acted, planting disdain in Lizzy's head.
Imbeciles are not allowed to linger
As her suitor put a ring on her finger.
Strike a match and light a fire -
There is truth in every liar.
There is truth in all the lies,
And you can see them in Lizzy's eyes.
The wretched lack of love fed the monster inside
Until the day that monster could no longer hide.
(c) October 1, 2026 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved
“Fix your eyes forward on what you can do, not back on what you cannot change.” – Tom Clancy
“America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves.” – Abraham Lincoln
Friendships Adulting
by Michael Doyle
Moving to the next new neighborhood.
Among the things best to be understood,
Is that while friendship preserve,
A new way of life has a lot to maybe fear.
Each region has it's own peculiar way
And there are things we learn not to say
If we are to somehow learn to get along.
Not everyone is amused by the same song.
There's a heiarchy of familial worship.
It's a ranking from spouse to friendship.
Once you reach a certain age and place,
There's also an acceptance we embrace.
At best if we make it to the exception,
We find we continue more as an expectation.
We learn to dance the dance of fragility
As we stumble across our own flexibility.
There are long lapses in communiation
And still we hold to our passing relation.
In the blink of society's collapsing eye
A friendship might live or it might just die.
We say our goodbyes with forget-me-nots
And just as quickly it seems we have forgot.
Still we move to new, unfamiliar places
We reach out to neighbors as if we remember traces
Of those things that hold our commonality,
That is until we arrive at life's complexity,
There is the times that we have casually spent,
As if time's worth was cheap and easily lent.
September 30,2026 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved
“Leave every place you go, everything you touch, a little better for your having been there.” – Julie Andrews
“I have one life and one chance to make it count for something… My faith demands that I do whatever I can, wherever I am, whenever I can, for as long as I can with whatever I have to try to make a difference.” – Jimmy Carter
“The champions of socialism call themselves progressives, but they recommend a system which is characterized by rigid observance of routine and by a resistance to every kind of improvement. They call themselves liberals, but they are intent upon abolishing liberty. They call themselves democrats, but they yearn for dictatorship. They call themselves revolutionaries, but they want to make the government omnipotent. They promise the blessings of the Garden of Eden, but they plan to transform the world into a gigantic post office. Every man but one a subordinate clerk in a bureau.” – Ludwig Von Mises
“The storm of frenzy and faction must inevitably dash itself in vain against the unshaken rock of the Constitution.” – James Buchanan
To Get Back Up Again
by Michael Doyle
Whether it was nobler
In word or in deed,
Never knowing if I'd get older
From my worries, I was freed.
One moment in its delay,
It could turn my world upside down
And nothing I could say
Would turn around that frown.
A focused half pose,
Landed me in notes uncertain.
Truth is that no one knows
More than it's unhealthy to be hurting.
The half-pulled gun
Might be an introduction to fun.
Or it might be the battle won
Before it has even really begun.
We lived where nothing could go wrong
And inside leveled like notes in a song.
It might produce a beautiful melody.
Or it might become one last tragedy.
Corruption and indifference often rule
In the world's places run by the fool.
All of this was taught in the killing school
Where jaded love is often the most cruel.
We talk to ourselves so that others might hear,
Playing the bluff while managing our fear.
Life's fleeting moments hold on tight,
With all of us praying to get it right.
Somewhere there is an outbound flight.
An operator watches only for the fight.
There are battles waiting to be won
Over arguments that should never have begun.
The penalty of living lives extraordinary
Is spending half our time in purgatory.
There are wounds that will never heal.
Knowing this makes living life the real deal.
Knowing how to quit is not the skill set
That men like us have acquired just yet.
There's no time for losers, born to win.
They knock us down so that we get back up again.
(c) September 29, 2026 Michael Doyle
All Rights Reserved
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