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First Principles: If the Laws Are To Be So Trampled Upon With Impunity, and A Minority Is To Dictate To the Majority, There Is An End Put At One Stroke To Republican Government
“If the laws are to be so trampled upon with impunity, and a minority is to dictate to the majority, there is an end put at one stroke to republican government, and nothing but anarchy and confusion is to be … Continue reading
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Tagged Dictate, End, First Principles, George Washington, Impunity, Law, Majority, Minority, Republican Government, Stroke, Trampled
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Loneliness Prevails
Loneliness Prevailsby Michael DoyleAcross the world exists a billion private hells.It is a place where loneliness prevails.The struggle is with interpersonal trust and vulnerability.Alienation pervasively crushes the human commnunity.Each of our hearts silently cries out for more.Hoping that those we … Continue reading
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Tagged Alienation, All Directions, Authentic Self, Close Proximity, Consistency, Corner, Doubt, End, Expensive Distractions, False Promises, Hazardous, Heart, Hold the Hand, Human Community, Imperfect Solution, Inner Struggle, Interpersonal Trust, Intimacy, Lack of Company, Learn and Know, Loneliness, Love, Loved, Mask, Missed, Poem, Poetry and Poems, Poignant, Positivity, Presence, Prevails, Private Hell, Quality, Quantity, Reach Out, Real Connection, Resolution, Shadow, Shared Context, Shown, Spent Time, The Struggle, To Do List, True Friend, True Heart, Truly Known, Unravel, Vulnerability, World, Yourself
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First Principles: If the Laws Are To Be Trampled Upon With Impunity, and A Minority Is To Dictate To the Majority, There Is An End Put At One Stroke To Republican Government
“If the laws are to be so trampled upon with impunity, and a minority is to dictate to the majority, there is an end put at one stroke to republican government, and nothing but anarchy and confusion is to be … Continue reading
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Tagged Anarchy and Confusion, Dictate, End, First Principles, George Washington, Impunity, Law, Majoirty, Minority, One Stroke, Republican Government, Trample
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The Truth of Why We Fight
The Truth of Why We Fightby Michael DoyleIn different timesHow might it end?Could it have beenWe might have been good friends?Your job and mineHere on the frontlineIt’s a killing job to be doneYet, you are somebody’s sonThere is the truth … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Bad Guys, Beware, Courtyard, Death, Die, Different Times, Done, End, Enemy Territory, Fight, Frontline, Glory, Good Friends, Good Guys, Hard, Jumping, Killing Business, Killing Job, Life, Mine, Moral, My Story, Name, Old, Poetry and Poems, Question Why, Rubble, Shame, Somebody's Son, String Quartet, Told, Truth, Wrong or Right, Your Job
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First Principles: If A Man Will Begin With Certainties, He Shall End In Doubts; But If He Will Be Content To Begin With Doubts, He Shall End In Certainties
“If a man will begin with certainties, he shall end in doubts; but if he will be content to begin with doubts, he shall end in certainties.” – Francis Bacon, The Oxford Francis Bacon IV: The Advancement of Learning
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Tagged Certainties, Content, Doubts, End, First Pricinples, Francis Bacon, Mankind
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In the Snows of France
In the Snows of Franceby Michael DoyleDoc was a medicRunning from hole to holeThere wasn’t a foxWho didn’t know his soulThe Germans kept comingWith machine guns drummingSounding off in the darkest nightThe 101st prayed for the morning lightA little drip … Continue reading
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Tagged 101st Airborne, Amaze, Battle, Brave, Company, Dead Men, Doc, Dreams, End, Falling Snow, Foxhole, France, Friends, Grace, Half-Alive, Hard Rain, Hold On, Hope, Kill and Die, Know, Lucky, Machine Guns, Man, Medic, Medics, Morning, Morphine, Mortar Rounds, Night, Numbered Days, On the Move, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Rememver, Secret, Shelling, Snow, Soul, Surgeon, Survive, The Boys, Virgin, Wounded, Young Man
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Christmas Island Memory
Christmas Island Memoryby Michael DoyleEven Christmas Island has its rulesThough they’re not type you learn in schoolsBut the types that build useful toolsThe type needed by wise men, common folk, and foolsOne of these is to drop the guessingAccepting each … Continue reading
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Tagged Begin, Blessing, Christmas Island, Common Folk, Days, Each Moment, End, Fools, Guessing, Know, Learn, Lesson, Life, Memory, Poetry and Poems, Push and Pull, Rules, School, Special Way, Tools, Ways, Wise Men
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First Principles: In the End, It’s Not the Years In Your Life That Count. It’s the Life In Your Years
“In the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.” -Abraham Lincoln (Happy Birthday to me?)
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Tagged Abraham Lincoln, Count, End, First Principles, Life, Years
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Saying Nothing In Times of Troubles
Saying Nothing In Times of Troublesby Michael DoyleThe only certainty is it doublesTo be silent in times of troublesAt least, Irish history revealsHow false belief in God stealsThe soul of a broken nationThat is riveting in its salvationThat never quite … Continue reading
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Tagged Anxiety, Atrocity, Blind World, Blood, Broken Nation, Certainty, Chance, Circumstance, Collective Ideoloy, Complexity, Confession, Confident, Conflict, Confusion, Culture's Obsession, Curse, Discern, Disillusion, Divided Nation, Doubles, End, Eye For Eye, Feeling, Fight, Friends, God, Healing, Heroes, History, Holy Ghost, Individual Responsibility, Irish History, Lack of Forgiveness, Lean, Lessons, Lie, Living Novel, Mankind, Misdeed, Moral Conflict, Mud, Mystery, Numb, Passion, Peace, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Procession, Pure Drama, Salvation, Say Nothing, Scenes, Silent, Simplicity, Soul, Times of Troubles, Transcend, Trauma, Travesty, Truth, Villains, Why, Wrong, Wrong Convictions
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