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Silent Cal

Silent Calby Michael DoyleSilent CalSpent a lot of time in his head.But those things he said,Keep on being said.Silent Cal,Kept in thought with little said.But what he said resonates a lot.It’s not very likely to be forgot.To the point, yet … Continue reading

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Soul Rot

Soul Rotby Michael DoyleWhen your bad is so goodThat it’s become understoodAs being what you’re best at,It may be best to remember that.It’s not exactly forgot.You’re suffering from soul rot.Staring death in the face,And keeping it in its place.You keep … Continue reading

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Hard To Fix

Hard To Fixby Michael DoyleHitchhiking without a direction knownIt’s not on the map and is seldom shownLooking for God and if He’s in chargeIt’s as close as I come to living largeSome things are like bags of tricksImpossible to handle … Continue reading

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Facing Death Boldly

Facing Death Boldlyby Michael DoyleFacing death is one thingWatching the death of your menThat hurts more than anythingIt burns like the second mortal sinCold and hungry in the nightA target was seen in every lightYou never forget the death seenIt … Continue reading

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Fires Framing Truth

Fires Framing Truthby Michael DoyleHow can you serve the peopleWhen you’re feeding them lies?How can you mislead a motherAnd look her straight in the eyes?You think a dismissive smileIs all you need to wearAs you issue your political denialDon’t you … Continue reading

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Time Keeps Moving On

Time Keeps Moving Onby Michael DoyleAll these things I meant to doThe greatest being loving youIt seems I made the plans rightBut they escape into another nightAll these days, they seem to goMoving faster than my own flowI always mean … Continue reading

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As Every Child Knows

As Every Child Knowsby Michael DoyleThere is a lot that isn’t knownAnd still yet, the legend has grownWas he real, or was he notOr maybe, as with many, much has been forgotSt. Nicholas of Myra is one of the fewSt. … Continue reading

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Love Is A Dance of Promises

Love Is A Dance of Promisesby Michael DoyleTo weave the fabric of lasting bondsTo feel first love and move beyondIt is a path that is a kind of worshipMaking us into a resilient relationshipLosing you would be to die without … Continue reading

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Clown Suits Leapfrog To Stolen Policies

Clown Suits Leapfrog To Stolen Policesby Michael DoyleI’ve almost never been prone toward snipeEven regarding Comrade Kamala’s media hypeAdmittedly, it could be an amusing pursuitTo discuss a career begun playing a curious fluteNow she’s playing with a basket of populismOpenly … Continue reading

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Lost Plot

Lost Plotby Michael DoyleEverywhere I look, it seems forgotIs it just me, or have we lost the plotI feel it in the murderous laughterThe distant thunder is lost but chases afterSociety’s fracturing psyche is in traumaAs wordlessly we watch all … Continue reading

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