Tag Archives: Banality

Making Moments Memories

Making Moments Memoriesby Michael DoyleIt’s the momentsNot selfies that we needIn these times that aren’t contentBut from these, we can be freedLike mental orgasmsCrept up on with enthusiasmNot the dull day of egoThat add up to practically zeroOne photo after … Continue reading

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Birds Aren’t Real

Birds Aren’t Realby Michael DoyleSpoken with a sense of zealIs the thought, “Birds Aren’t Real”Youth joins together to upendA disturbing sort of the worse trendIn an age of misinformationGen Z links arms across the nationEngaged in a case of absurdismWith … Continue reading

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The Moral Imagination

It is not enough to give to our children and our society definitions of right and wrong or normless stories and books leading to an inability to make the profound decisions needed for the better world we so desperately need. … Continue reading

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Darkness In Sight

In the end times, there will be shadows that walk among us whose sight will inspire fear, hopelessness and much darkness by their mere sight.  Are you ready to take this test and come out alright?   I hope so. … Continue reading

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Eichmann’s Finale

For some crimes there is never enough justice.   That Eichmann attempted to make the case that simply following orders somehow exonerated his deeds has always struck me as horrific. Eichmann’s Finale by Michael Romani Shattered echoes fill the mind … Continue reading

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