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Tag Archives: Doom
Blood Path of the Samurai
Blood Path of the Samuraiby Michael DoyleYou’re not just going to leaveA beheaded man on the ground?She asked in what I believeIs her shocked voice soundYou don’t see that everydayBut that, my dear, is the samurai’s waySmall men snuff out … Continue reading
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Tagged Assume, Beheaded, Blood, Correction, Decided, Derided, Doom, Faces, Fate, Hidden Places, Hour, Light, Path, Poetry and Poems, Powers, Promise, Prophesy, Reflection, Safe, Samurai, Secret, Snuff, Spill, Tale
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In the Tomes of Humanity
In the Tomes of Humanityby Michael DoyleAlgorithms of simplicityMakeup humanity’s complexityWith habits easy enough to understandAs the madness takes over as plannedMost waiver between love and prideSometimes this happens to coincideThen there are the exceptions irreducibleThat’s what’s become of the … Continue reading
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Tagged AI, Algorithms, Brave Souls, Broken Bodies, Choice, Codices, Coincide, Competitive Advantages, Complexity, Contemptible, Cost, Countless, Coup, Death, Doom, Exceptions, Face Off, False Promises, Final Battle, Garden, Habits, Humanity, Keeping, Last Breath, Libraries, Lost, Love, Madness, Mankind, Overcomes, Pain, Planned Obsolescence, Precipice, Price, Pride, Real Life, Recall, Sacred Door, Simplicity, Smile, Tomes, Truth, Understand, Victories, Villainies, Volumes, Waiver, Warrior's Voice, Weeping, Winner Take All, Wise Mother, Worth
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Too Much Drama
Too Much Dramaby Michael DoyleThere’s too much drama everywhereOn every screen we stop and stareTikTok, Instagram, and even on ZoomAll around us is nothing but doomForced focus gives nothing but opportunityTo live life as if it’s only catastropheAt every switch, … Continue reading
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Tagged Catastrophe, Coincidence, Doom, Drama, Experiences, Forced Focus, Identity, Instagram, Poetry and Poems, Preference, Reality, Screen, Stare, TikTok, Zoom
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Wedded To A Narrative
Wedded To A Narrativeby Michael DoyleWedded to a narrativeWe forget the slavery of todayCivil rights racketeersDo little to nothingTo ease the world’s tearsThere are incentives to embraceTruths forgotten without traceCombatting the great reset takes voiceTo stand together, we are the … Continue reading
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Tagged Battle, Boom, Civil Rights, Commonsense, Data, Done, Doom, Doomsayer's, Economic Liberty, Elsewhere, Embrace, Equality of Opportunity, Equity, Failed Marxism, False, False Narrative, Free Market Policies, Great Reset, Ignore, Incentives, Majority, Morning's Tide, Narrative, Optimism, Poetry and Poems, Prophets, Race-Based, Racketeers, Rise, Sham, Slavery, Social Policy, Socialism, Stand Together, Tears, Technocrats, Today, Truth, Vacuum, Voice, We, Wed, Wokeness, Won, Work, Working Class
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Making A Difference In Possible End Days Blues
Making A Difference In Possible End Days Bluesby Michael DoyleDetermined that I am going to make a differenceHolding my head up high but still in reverenceAs I am making way through 2020’s day to daySpending my soul’s debt down, giving … Continue reading
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Tagged 2020, Belief, Believers, Birth Pains, Blessed, Blink, Ceaseless Rhymes, Confident, Confusion, Day To Day, Debt, Descend, Determined, Difference, Doom, Ears, End Days, Faith, Fears, Filters, Forgives, Giving Love Away, Giving My Heart, God, God's Good Truth, God's Holy Breath, Good Deed, Grace, Graced, His Love, History, Holy Word, House, Illusions, Jesus, Keeping It Real, Lessons, Light, Linking Arms, Lord's Ways, Lost Up, Love, Love It Right, Make, May Yet Live, Means To Me, Miracles, Misfortune, Mystery, Needs, No Harm, Opening Eyes, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pouring Rains, Prayerfully Learned, Prayers, Promises, Prophesy, Put to Death, Quietly, Reasons, Redeem, Reliance, Remind, Return, Revealed, Reverence, Sacred Rooms, Salvation, Season, Signs of Our Times, Silently Repeat, Sinner's Prayer, Solid Foundation, Soul, Steady, Thanking God, These Days, Time We Have Left, Turning My Troubles Over, Two Minutes to Midnight, Wait, World, You
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Halloween: Daughters of Salem
Daughters of Salemby Michael DoyleIn the misted realm of nightmaresBeyond the screens of our daily careThe daughters of Salem tossIn their graveyards of the crooked crossHidden tears masked by blood stainsThat cannot wash away with the cold rainsIs the fear … Continue reading
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Tagged Again and Again, All, Angel, Autumn, Bittersweet, Blood Stains, Broken Wing, Cohort, Cold Rain, Corridor, Crooked, Cross, Crypt, Daily Care, Dark, Darkness, Daughters, Destiny, Don't Really Know, Doom, Dread, Fall, Fate, Fear, Final Choice, Find, Forms, God, Graveyards, Halloween, Heaven, Hellions, Heresy, Hounds of Hell, Leaves, Life, Light, Locked Room, Lucifer, Make, Mercy, Minds, Mortuary, Nightmare, Open, Past, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Pours Out, Pray, Present, Rage, Realm, Rebellion, Resist, Rock-n-Roll, Sake, Salem, Sanctuary, Screen, Seal, Secrets, Seek, Sin, Skull, Tears, The Master's Call, Tug, Voice, Wages, Wait, War, Wash Away, Watch, Whisper
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Blood Moon Rising
Poem 3 in a continuing series of retelling of a classic werewolf tale: Blood Moon Rising by Michael Doyle Torchlight flows and leads the way As the full moon comes to claim the day Are you braver than me, my … Continue reading
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Tagged Ask, Belief, Best, Bind, Blood Moon, Brave, Claim, Classic, Consume, Credit, Day, Distinction, Doom, Errors, Few, Find, Fortify Courage, Full Blood Moon, Full Moon, Gloom, Good, Heart, Hero, Hunt, Lead, Learn, Life, Man Among Men, Manly, Moments, Move, Nerve, One By One, Page, Paint, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Rise, Rising, Seal, Shock Proof, Soon, Steady, Strong Drink, Such Things, Take, Tale, Task, Terror, Think, Torchlight, True Courage, Understood, Unready, Way, Werewolf, Wolf
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On Robot Autonomy
It’s mind boggling really how science fiction has become so much our reality. On Robot Autonomy by Michael Doyle Stepping from science fiction into reality We find the arrival of robotic autonomy Though the worm hole we do yet go … Continue reading
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Tagged Ability, Actuation, Asimov, Autonomy, Capacity, Clean, Coin, Collaborate, Doom, Dream, Driverless Cars, Echo, Estimation, Humanity, Imagination, Improvement, Industrial, Living Rooom, Manipulation, Mars, Movement, Navigate, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Reality, Robot, Robots, Rover, Science Fiction, Tasks, Three Laws of Robotics, Vanity, Worm Hole
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