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Dark Sources

Dark Sourcesby Michael DoyleThe optics make me cringe.Almost every newscast is on the fringeIt seems that we’re invited into the conspiracyWhile they really don’t care about historyEveryone vents and is set on blamingIt’s that PR game known as framingTruth, it … Continue reading

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The Spin of the Win, …Again

The Spin of the Win, ..Againby Michael DoyleOh the spin, the spinThe spin masters spinTurning America’s lossInto some kind of winOh the spin, the spinThe spin masters spinTrying to turn what should be a lossInto a political winMistaking the wrong … Continue reading

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With Contented Sigh

With Contented Sighby Michael DoyleNo matter how muchOf this world, Atlas carriesOn his tired old backIt’s the writer’s touchThat moves or buriesThe feelings we too often lackTurning it on, page after pageConveying the feelings we want to sayHinted at or … Continue reading

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In the Providence of Seneca

In the Providence of Senecaby Michael DoyleIn the age of ancient tyrannyWhen Rome had lost its libertyEven a good man might compromiseFor the partial good seen in his eyesThough at times, it took its tollTo hide his better angels in … Continue reading

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What Does It Look Like?

Some try to push Christians out of the public square.  That won’t be done. What Does It Look Like? by Michael Romani What does it look in this crumbled society To find that Christians have imputed notoriety Confronted by a … Continue reading

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Gratitude For the Real Love

This poem of gratitude #22 is based on thoughts on the obsession on Instagram and elsewhere to have people like your image or what you say or what you do without any genuine connection.  And.. the converse beauty of those … Continue reading

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