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Our Daily Bread Given

Our Daily Bread Givenby Michael DoyleWhen guided by the Living Word of God,The truth is, it would be a little odd If we fail to think about all that’s said.Each slice of this is our nourishing bread.Those with riches and … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: There Is A Time To Live, A Time To Die, A Time To Laugh, and At No Time Are the Three of Them Very Far Apart

“There is a time to live, a time to die, a time to laugh, and at no time are the three of them very far apart.” – Spike Milligan

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Bonhoeffer, Part 7

Bonhoeffer, Part 7by Michael DoyleTime stands still with its lit fuse,We wonder why life makes us choose.We do our best to stop the evil in men,To give or take life feels a lesser sin.What would one give to save one’s … Continue reading

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An Extra Something

An Extra Somethingby Michael DoyleIt’s another round of birthday cheers,I celebrate the time of passing years.There’s been so much love that’s felt so high,It’s led to times when I wished that I would die.The alien gods of February know this … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: The Object of War Is Not To Die For Your Country But To Make the Other Bastard Die For His

“The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.” – General George S. Patton Happy Veterans Day, especially to my fellow Veterans and their families.

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To Share A Sunrise

To Share A Sunriseby Michael DoyleAll things in their time, stay partly the same.It’s as if living in some cosmic sort of game.Though in appearances, all seem to rearrange,As time moves on, we find things virtually unchanged.Dredging up the fragments … Continue reading

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Death Revealed Truths

Death Revealed Truthsby Michael DoyleWe don’t get more real than with death.The feeling of this stays until the last breath.If you’re not prepared to succumb and die,We need to focus on the how and the why.If you’re not ready for … Continue reading

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Whispered Words

Whispered Wordsby Michael DoyleYour whispered words,I questioned why.When I listened closely,They sounded like goodbye.You hardly had time to live,Let alone time to die.At your graveside,All I could do was wonder why.In my eyes,You had been such a beautiful child.I say … Continue reading

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Something Beyond Beautiful

Something Beyond Beautifulby Michael DoyleWhen the hurricanes pass me by,And I realize that I did not die.I go to the place where the river flows,That quiet place where nobody goes.I find that passion has ruled my game,And my character has … Continue reading

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Face Painted As Comedy

Face Painted As Comedyby Michael DoyleFrom herder of cats to herder of men,The voice of confusion thinks itself Zen.Thirty years of perverted energyHas produced something akin to synergy.In this passage of marbled historyAre the layers of false controversy That have … Continue reading

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