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Tag Archives: Champions
Thought For the Day: The Champions of Socialism Call Themselves Progressives, But They Recommend… Resistance To Every Kind of Improvement
“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. … Continue reading
Something About Respect
Something About Respectby Michael DoyleIt was a different lifeA different sceneLife was toughAnd the streets were meanLife was about respectAsking for the something better to be hadWas maybe a bit too much to expectBut the beauty seen could make him … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Backrow, Beauty, Bluebird, Catch My Fall, Champions, Content, Desire, Despearation, Different Life, Doubt, Drag, Expect, Face, Fall, Flirt, Glad, Had, Heartbreak, Life's Games, Made, Making Love, Mean, Melancholy, Mistake, Moment, Night, Nothing At All, Picture Show, Play, Poetry and Poems, Proverbial, Rainbow, Respect, Scene, Seen, Shadows, Something, Something Better, Stand, Streets, The Way, The World, Tough, Unafraid
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The Devils We Wish We Didn’t Know
The Devils We Wish We Didn’t Knowby Michael DoyleThe NCAAWas, and is, the DevilWe knew enough to knowA scam for payNever on the levelIt was for extra coinsNot for any college bowlGraveyard memoriesDedicated to familiesThat gave their allIn the name … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Alive, Broken Bones, Brothers, Champions, Character, Coin, College Bowl, Concussions, Cried, Dead, Dedicated, Devil, Died, Dies, Explanation, Fame, Family, Fifty Yard Line, Football, Fortune, Game, Graveyard, Head, Human Being, Jive, Know, Lies, Loan, Organization, Pay, Played, Poetry and Poems, Rode, Sake, Scam, Spirits, Tears, The NCAA, Ton of Bricks, Tragic, True, Unseen, Wish, Worth, Wounded Voice
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