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Nothing Better Than You, Lord

Nothing Better Than You, Lordby Michael DoyleEven as I walk through shadowThere’s something that I knowYour love will always surround meEven when I don’t deserve your sympathyWhen my life becomes ashesAnd my spirit tears with the thrashesThe fight and battle … Continue reading

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Under Lock and Key

Under Lock and Keyby Michael DoyleUnder lock and keyIs where I keep meHidden away so no one can seeThere in arcs of memoryShadowboxing with myselfThrough all the volumes on the shelfThere really isn’t much mysteryWhen we’re talking self historyRecollections that … Continue reading

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The Unfolding Story of the First Christmas Day

The Unfolding Story of the First Christmas Dayby Michael DoyleChristmas didn’t come with a pretty bowIf you didn’t know this, you need to knowThere was a lot of ugly in what became beautifulThe something simple transformed into the wonderfulShepherds were … Continue reading

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Thoughts On Dorian Gray, Part II

Thoughts On Dorian Gray, Part II, III and IVby Michael DoyleII.Conjuring tales and hallucinationServe up as the Devil’s illustrationIt’s a triumph of base deceitQuietly play on a foggy London streetToo many things are better left unsaidWhere this an extraordinary sense … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: As Knowledge Spreads, Wealth Spreads. To Diffuse Knowledge Is to Diffuse Wealth

“General education is the best preventive of the evils now most dreaded. In the civilized countries of the world, the question is how to distribute most generally and equally the property of the world. As a rule where education is most general the distribution … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: Liberty Is Meaningless Where the Right To Utter One’s Thoughts and Opinions Has Ceased To Exist

 “Liberty is meaningless where the right to utter one’s thoughts and opinions has ceased to exist. That, of all rights, is the dread of tyrants. It is the right which they first of all strike down.” – Frederick Douglass (1818-1895)

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The Death Head of Night

The Death Head of Nightby Michael DoyleThere in the darkest of the 20th CenturyWere pages to learn from in our historySuch evil as was darker than the nightWhere our traditions still bring us lightNo matter what the king tells usTruth … Continue reading

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I’ll Always Take Your Call

I’ll Always Take Your Callby Michael DoyleRipped apart deep inside my DNAFinding the scary part is the last biteWhen suddenly, I run short of what to sayAnd my wildest dreams hold me through the nightSomewhere in the geometry of the … Continue reading

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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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Things Remembered

Things Rememberedby Michael DoyleDespite the well of star-crossed tearsHaving had been ponded through the yearsOf one thing, I have certainly foundThat there are enough words to be chased aroundOne thing proven is the swollen sure chanceInvolved in each moment lived … Continue reading

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