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Resistance Begun
Resistance Begunby Michael DoyleThere are times of darknessThat leads to nihilism.There was a time of harshness,From it arose Nazism.Banned music played on shortwave,Kept by some in their secrecyDancing on civilization’s grave.Conformity became a form of vanity.Worship was bent to teach … Continue reading
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Tagged Banned Music, Brave Fools, Civilization's Grave, Conformity, Darkness, Fight, Follow, Fuhrer, God's Way, Harshness, Nazism, Nihilism, Poetry and Poems, Price, Resistance, Rote Form, Rule, Shadow, Shortwave, Stand up, Thomas Mann, Times, Vanity, Woship
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The Fight After the Fight
The Fight After the Fightby Michael DoyleThe first death you seeStrips away a layer of life’s dignity.It stays with you like an aura you wearWhile you fight the pangs of despair.The pain grips you by the heart.As you look into … Continue reading
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Tagged Aura, Battle, Bury, Christmas Season, Dead and Gone, Despair, Dignity, Due, Eyes, Family, Fight, First Death, Glory, Heart, Lack, Layer, Life, Love, mental-health, Misery, Move On, Mystery, Night, Pain, Pan, Pangs, Poetry and Poems, Rattle, Rucksack, Saber, Soul, Story, Treason, War, Writing
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Thought For the Day: I Will Not Allow My Life’s Light To Be Determined By the Darkness Around Me
“Life is a hard battle anyway. If we laugh and sing a little as we fight the good fight of freedom, it makes it all go easier. I will not allow my life’s light to be determined by the darkness … Continue reading
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Tagged Allow, Darkness, Easier, Fight, Freedom, Good fight, Hard Battle, Laugh, Life, Life's Light, Sing, Sojourner Truth, Thought For the Day
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All the Broken Pieces
All the Broken Piecesby Michael DoyleWhen our sanity has turned to treason,We make up every kind of reason.It seems like our life is by misconception,When we fall for our own self-deceptions.It’s next to tragic applied to our family,In the conflicts … Continue reading
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Tagged All, Broken Pieces, Choices of Love, Conceal, Conflict, Decency, Dignity, Family, Fantasy, Fight, Forget, Glory, Kindnesses, Life, Misconception, Misery, Poetry and Poems, Reason, Revealed, Sanity, Self-Decpetion, Sorrow, Story, Thrown Away, Tomorrow, Tragic, Treason, Yesterday
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First Principles: We, Too, Born To Freedom, and Believing In Freedom, Are Willing To Fight To Maintain Freedom
“We, too, born to freedom, and believing in freedom, are willing to fight to maintain freedom. We, and all others who believe as deeply as we do, would rather die on our feet than live on our knees.” -Franklin D. Roosevelt
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Tagged Believe, Born, Deep, Die On Our Feet, Fight, First Principles, Franklin D. Roosevelt, Freedom, Live On Our Knees, Maiintain
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Illuminati, Part III: Only the Luddites
Illuminati, Part III: Only the Ludditesby Michael DoyleOnly the Luddites can save us now.It’s the only assurance of privacy, somehow.Terrorism and pandemics offer the pretenseWhile the foolishness of humanity has little defense.Anarchists and the Far Right have to unite,As we … Continue reading
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Tagged Anarchists, Assurance, Bloodlines, Chains, Command, Control, Far Rght, Fight, Foolishness, Humanity, Illuminati, Imperial Six, Luddites, Machine, Mass Meda, Nation, Overlords, Pademc, Poetry and Poems, Pretense, Privacy, Refrain, Rise, Save, Song, Stand, Technology, Terrorism, The Father, The New Luddites
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A Soldier Thinks On War and Peace
A Soldier Thinks On War and Peaceby Michael DoyleSantayana told a soldier’s life was true,When in a soliloquy written as if for you,He reminded us that only the dead have seen war end.The rest of us? We will fight on, … Continue reading
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Tagged Blind, Blood, Cost, Dead, Demoted, Eyes, Fight, General, Glor, Hell, History, Language Fail, Left Behind, Lost, Military, Mine, Moonshine, Poetry and Poems, Promoted, Reach, Rifle, Santayana, Sherman, Soldier, Soliloquy, Speech, Spoonful of Glory, Stumble, Think, Tuth, War, War and Peace, War's End, Whisper
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In Veneration
In Venerationby Michael DoyleWith every breath’s exhalation,I speak of you with inspiration.My fingers crawl across the pages.At every turn, you’re the rock of ages.The Lord God withstood sacrifice.I can only hope that what I do will suffice.In all the doing, … Continue reading
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Tagged Breath, Bringer of Light, Child of God, Connection, Cornerstone, Done, Exhalation, Faith, Fight, Fingers, Generation, Good, Holy, Inspiration, Jesus, Keeper of Faith, Life, Lord God, Love, Pages, Poetry and Poems, Rock of Ages, Sacred Name, Sacrifice, Savior, Shame, Speak, Suffice, Turn, Undestood, Veneration, Wounded Generation
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We Will Do the Rest
We Will Do the Restby Michael DoyleWith a little rain and the truest grit Following admonitions to never forget,We’ll know liberty’s tree from its roots grownTo the top of freedom’s leaves, deeply flowing.We’ve driven the distance to see the sightsAcross … Continue reading
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Tagged Adoninitions, Belong, Constitution, Constitutional Republic, Dare, Daughters, Democracy, Dictum, Distance, Eyes, Failures, Family, Fight, Flowing, Forget, Freedom, Government, Grit, Hearts, Hereditary, Honor, Hope, Improvement, Independence Day, Just Causes, Legendary, Liberty, Mankind, Misunderstanding, My Fault, Necessicty, Nobility, Obama, Poetry and Poems, Posterity, Rain, Republian, Righteous, Roots, Self-Evidenct, Sights, Sing, Song, Start, Stop, Struggle, Talk, Test, The Rest, Think, Thought, Tree, Trust, Truth, Tyranny, Unalienable Rights, Walk, We
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