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Tag Archives: Death
Pharma Broke Faith
Pharma Broke Faithby Michael DoyleThe system we live in tends to treat the sick.Working toward wellness would be and is my pick.Have a handful of pills and feel more diseased.This is not workable and people are not pleased.Bodies need balance … Continue reading
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Tagged Altenrative, Balance, Bodies, Contemplative, Cured, Death, Disease, Faith, Fell Well, Handful of Pills, Ill, Lesson, Not Workable, Pharma, Pick, Pill, Pleased, Poetry and Poems, Real, Relative, Sick, Side Affects, System, Terms, Working Toward Wellness
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Bullfrog’s Blues
Bullfrog’s Bluesby Michael DoyleIt seems Bullfrog doesn’t like sweltering heat,But he liked less, his man facedown on the street.The weight of decisions bringing life and deathOften takes away even a tough man’s breath. To hide his tears, he feigned a … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Blues, Breath, Bullfrog, Card, Coffin, Cough, Death, Decision, Die Hard, Guilt, Hard To Forgive, Heat, Joked, Left To LIve, Lessons, Life and Death, Loe, Orders, Poetry and Poems, Street, Tears
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First Principles: For the Love of Country They Accepted Death, and Thus Resolved All Doubts, and Made Immortal Their Patriotism and Their Virtue
“For love of country they accepted death, and thus resolved all doubts, and made immortal their patriotism and their virtue.” – James A. Garfield In memoriam for this Memorial Day: Please take a moment to say a prayer for the … Continue reading
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Tagged Accept, Country, Death, Doubt, First Principles, Immortal, James A. Garfield, Love, Memorial Day, Patriotism, Resolve, Virtue
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Triumphant Circumstance
Triumphant Circumstanceby Michael DoyleI stand triumphant in my dedicationTo the belief in God as a cause for celebration.Death has, indeed, lost its unholy sting.In words of praise, I will continue to sing.The first Adam brought us sin’s death.Christ, as new … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Baance, Belief, Breath, Cause, Celebration, Christ, Death, Dedication, Embrace, First Adam, Fullness, Garden of Eden, God, Grace, Holy Creation, Jesus, Life, New Adam, Path, Poetry and Poems, Praise, Redemption, Salvation, Sin, Sing, Sting, Triumphant Circumstance, True North, True Worth, Wonder
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First Principles: We Were Therefore Buried With Him Through Baptism Into Death In Order That, Just As Christ Was Raised From the Dead Through the Glory of the Father, We Too May Live A New Life
“We were therefore buried with him through baptism into death in order that, just as Christ was raised from the dead through the glory of the Father, we too may live a new life.” – Romans 6:4
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Tagged Baptism, Buried With Him, Christ, Death, First Principles, Glory of the Father, Live, New Life, Raised From the Dead, Romans 6:4 (NIV), We
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First Principles: For the Wages of Sin Is Death, But the Gift of God Is Eternal Life In Christ Jesus Our Lord
“For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.” – Romans 6:23 (NIV)
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Tagged Christ Jesus, Death, Eternal Life, First Principles, Gift of God, Lord, Romans 6:23 (NIV), Sin, Wages
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Honored In My Praise
Honored In My Praiseby Michael DoyleFrom now until my deathI’ll praise God to my last breathWhether doubtful or in confidenceI’ll put my faith in providenceKnowing that God stays in controlHis is the hold on my soulThere is nothing to hideAs … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Alive, All My Days, Astound, Bounty, Calvary, Confidence, Control, Death, Dedicated, Doubtful, Faith, Forgiven, God, Hide, His Ways, Honor, Last Breath, Living, Moments, Now, Poetry and Poems, Praise, Praise God, Providence, Sarifice, Savior, Sins, Soul, Thrive, Tide, Trust
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Quenching the Fires of Los Angeles
Quenching the Fires of Los Angelesby Michael DoyleI saw a wise old hippy on the stageSinging about clouds as she turned the pageStaring out with love at the approach of deathShe sang her heart to her last breathIt seemed like … Continue reading
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Tagged Above, Approach, Ash, Blessings, Cane, Clouds, Death, Doors, Encourage, Faith, Families, Fight, Fire, Fires, Gateways To Love, Graceless City, Heart, Hearts, Hippy, Joined Hands, Keeping Tim, Last Breath, Live, Living Memories, Los Angeles, Loss, Love, Madness, Meant, New and Pretty, Page, Poetry and Poems, Press On, Quench, Rare Courage, Rebuild, Rubble, Rusty Wire, Sense of Sadness, Shine, Shoulder to Shoulder, Show, Special Trace, Stage, Stand Firm
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The Truth of Why We Fight
The Truth of Why We Fightby Michael DoyleIn different timesHow might it end?Could it have beenWe might have been good friends?Your job and mineHere on the frontlineIt’s a killing job to be doneYet, you are somebody’s sonThere is the truth … Continue reading
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Tagged Bad Guys, Beware, Courtyard, Death, Die, Different Times, Done, End, Enemy Territory, Fight, Frontline, Glory, Good Friends, Good Guys, Hard, Jumping, Killing Business, Killing Job, Life, Mine, Moral, My Story, Name, Old, Poetry and Poems, Question Why, Rubble, Shame, Somebody's Son, String Quartet, Told, Truth, Wrong or Right, Your Job
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History Dignifies the Presidents
History Dignifies the Presidentsby Michael DoyleOn this Presidents Day, a few comments are deservedAs we look back on nation as it is preservedTrue to the faith of our republic’s sovereignty Is the struggle to keep our nation’s dignityOur story is … Continue reading →