Tag Archives: Destiny

Cowboys and Mustangs

Cowboys and Mustangsby Michael DoyleThe Conquistadors brought horses to these landsBack 500 years ago, as best as I understandNow, thousands are allowed to wander freeCausing irreversible damage to the rangeland countryThe conflict arises over the carrying capacity50,000 horses await adoption … Continue reading

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Nat Turner’s Legacy

Nat Turner’s Legacyby Michael DoyleExceptions seldom make the ruleFoolish thinkers need their schoolThose who dwell on the mysteryOf why so few rose against slaveryIt is a cowardice of cultureThat we cannot afford to nurtureLet’s recall a moment of historyLived by … Continue reading

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Asian American Is Not A Color

Asian American Is Not A Colorby Michael DoyleAll these phenotypes and social constructionsHave led to oppression and humanity’s destructionColors cannot be the references of relationshipWarped as it is under the God that we worshipImperfect groups are clustered in racial identityAnd … Continue reading

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If It Wasn’t For Courage

If It Wasn’t For Courageby Michael DoyleOn the other side lies paradiseThe captain offers his best adviceAs his pirate crew readies for the fightWho knows how many will live until the morning lightReady the muskets and say your last prayerAs … Continue reading

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At First Sight…

At First Sight…by Michael DoyleAt first sight, it is the love expectedAfter a life of being unrequitedI feel it with the kiss of your lipsThe sparks run to my fingertipsI pay attention to what my heart tells meWhile praying to … Continue reading

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Writing Our Own Stories

Writing Our Own Storiesby Michael DoyleWe find ourselves in our struggleEmerging from our strife into lifeIt seems to me, that we too often juggleThe solutions that can be overly rifeIt is us who write our own storyAs we listen beyond … Continue reading

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Surrendered To the Knife

Surrendered To the Knifeby Michael DoyleOnce you’ve surrendered to the knifeYour silent pleas won’t save your lifeThis, then, is the solemn price paidFor the best-laid plans never madeThis is what it is to be done with mankindTo take the bitter … Continue reading

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Examining the Gifts of Love

Examining the Gifts of Loveby Michael DoyleGod’s love brings tears to our eyesOpened wide, we look, and we recognizeThat all we live comes from God’s loveAs we keep our hearts fixed on God aboveAgape love is the primary emphasisThat takes … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Becoming A Star May Not Be Your Destiny, But Being the Best You Can Be Is A Goal That You Can Set For Yourself

“Becoming a star may not be your destiny, but being the best you can be is a goal that you can set for yourself.” – Brian Lindsay

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Jake LaMotta’s Blackened Blues

Jake LaMotta’s Blackened Bluesby Michael DoyleWith the pressure of coal refractiveIn a life hard lived and extractiveA diamond’s aspects glitter in their huesThe Bronx Bull lived his blackened bluesWhen out of the ring, his prowess was as abusiveAs his desire … Continue reading

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