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From the Shadows, Grows the Light

From the Shadows, Grows the Lightby Michael DoyleEmerging from the shadows,There is one thing that I knowGod keeps promises despite disruptionHe’ll bring an end to all corruptionThis is the path for all eternityThe house of the worthy worships His deityWith … Continue reading

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An Enduring Contemplation of Pain

An Enduring Contemplation of Painby Michael Doyle The things endured on that Day of PainWould drive most of us beyond insane360 strikes with a nail-ended whipWould be enough to make anyone lose grip Next the crucifixion with its degradationWas a … Continue reading

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No Cause To Weep

No Cause To Weepby Michael DoyleThere is in life’s turning awayLike that of a new day’s dawningThe sort of thing in a man’s wayOf time spent sipping lemonade under the awningUntil that day, when life simply slips awayAnd the miracle … Continue reading

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A Huntington Beach Memory

A Huntington Beach Memoryby Michael DoyleThe sand in my shoesHolds a Midas shadowOver time passages and windowsOf all these memories and bluesMy eyes rise to the timeless skiesWhen certain songs on the radio playThis, then, is no real disguiseFor the … Continue reading

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Time Tumbles

Time Tumblesby Michael DoyleTime Tumbles in its own jagged wayThis February is given a 29th dayCalled out special as a leap yearFor myself, it’s a cause to cheerIs it four years or passing as oneThat my work life has been … 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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Innocence Born

Innocence Bornby Michael DoyleA child is born into this world innocentDespite the ways that can make a life diffidentThere is no wrong this child has doneYet, hatred ends its love before it’s begunHowever the killers guilt is framedThere is no … Continue reading

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Pulling On the Heart Songs (of the Blind)

Pulling On the Heart Songs (of the Blind)by Michael DoyleThose with blinded eyes only know darknessAnd yet stand firm from life’s harshnessThe pain that finds its awkward wayAttempting to conceal the hope of a new dayEven still, there is an … Continue reading

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A Push Too Far

A Push Too Farby Michael DoyleA push too farAnd it’s going to leave a scarWhat a move to makeYou didn’t even fakeYou just stole my moneyI suppose you think it’s funnyI know that I honestly doCause I would have given … Continue reading

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Just Beyond Possible

Just Beyond Possibleby Michael DoyleHowever much it seems to be implausibleThe risk is taken to push beyond probableThough sometimes this makes you culpableAt times, you must push just beyond possibleIt is for the good of every profitable companyThat we risk … Continue reading

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