Tag Archives: Fight

Signs of Peace In An Artificial World

Signs of Peace In An Artificial Worldby Michael DoyleI grew up strong and being taught what it meansTo walk justly and forthright with other human beingsThis meant that one didn’t have to fight to be a manThrowing one’s weight around … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: The Free, Exploring Mind of the Individual Human Is the Most Valuable Thing In the World

“And this I believe: that the free, exploring mind of the individual human is the most valuable thing in the world. And this I would fight for: the freedom of the mind to take any direction it wishes, undirected. And … Continue reading

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She Learns To Survive

She Learns To Surviveby Michael DoyleTo her, I’m her fatherAs I watch my daughterWalking alone in the nightShe’s always been my lightBut it wasn’t always this wayShe’s haunted by the dayThese moments hidden insideBehind her fragile prideHe took her innocenceI’ve … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: There Is Some Good In the World, and It’s Worth Fighting For

“It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world … Continue reading

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Quenching the Fires of Los Angeles

Quenching the Fires of Los Angelesby Michael DoyleI saw a wise old hippy on the stageSinging about clouds as she turned the pageStaring out with love at the approach of deathShe sang her heart to her last breathIt seemed like … Continue reading

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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

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So Begins Hope

So Begins Hopeby Michael DoyleSo begins hope for a golden ageWe stand as we turn our pageVowing in integrity to quench our thirstStep by step, we’ll make America firstAs exceptional as America’s past successTruth in challenges is sought in testsAs … Continue reading

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If You’re Going To Stay

If You’re Going To Stayby Michael DoyleDespite the world’s distractionsWe hear the clarion call for actionThere is much to be doneIf this battle is to be wonEach side fights to stay on topIn and endless cycle that never stopsIt doesn’t … Continue reading

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Thanksgiving Contemplation

Thanksgiving Contemplationby Michael DoyleDig up the extra silverwareIt’s the time to take careAs we feast on our fareAnd forget the when and whereA claustrophobic proximityAdds to the instant complexityAs we fight over dinnertimeAnd what exactly rhymesWith the thoughts of gratitudeAs … Continue reading

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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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