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Steve Cropper (In Remembrance of…)

Steve Cropper (In Remembrance of…)by Michael DoyleCropper laid the template for rock-n-roll.Green Onions made the Soul Man cry. Sitting on the Dock of the Bay consoled our soulsAs Otis crashed and the rest of America cried.He proved that sometimes more … Continue reading

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Shifting Through the Ashes

Shifting Through the Ashesby Michael DoyleStanding here talking close togetherYou say it’s for worse or for betterShifting through the ashes of an argumentCan you tell me, baby, where the money’s spent?You laugh and concede it as a steady needWaiting for … Continue reading

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What’s the Horror?

What’s the Horror?by Michael DoyleWhat’s the horror, you might ask.It seems my life is an endless taskIt seems what I take off the listIt only points to things that I’ve missedIn this rush toward year’s endIt seems I’ve not been … Continue reading

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Overcoming the Adversary

Overcoming the Adversaryby Michael DoyleI’m glad to say that I believeIn God’s promise, not a devil who deceivesLife’s storms come, but I have strengthEnough to last the day’s lengthWith the Bible as my swordI rest on the strength of the … Continue reading

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Breaker of Chains

Breaker of Chainsby Michael DoyleBreaker of the chainsYou have freed my soulHeard in the refrainsIt’s you that I extolYou are the LordSubject to my praiseYour Bible is my swordThroughout my daysHeld in our venerationFrom first to last generationsHeld in holy … Continue reading

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Like A River Overflowing

Like A River Overflowingby Michael DoyleLike a river overflowingMy soul is always growingListen carefully to the Holy SpiritIf you listen close, you will hear itProclaiming the Lord’s blessingThere’s no need for guessingGod is present in our blissIn our joy and … Continue reading

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The Radical Amazement of Life

The Radical Amazement of Lifeby Michael DoyleWaking up this morning, there’s no need for guessingThat each day of life is indeed an intricate blessingWith no doubt in my mind, I recognize this whollyThat just the pleasure of another day is … Continue reading

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There’s Been A Little Damage

There’s Been A Little Damageby Michael DoyleThere’s been a little damage to my eyesBut that’s the cost to all that I’ve seenAs with a brave heart ready for the sunriseThere have been so many places that I’ve beenThe experts say … Continue reading

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Valentine’s Season

Valentine’s Seasonby Michael DoyleIn a circular society, there are seasonsSome of these devoid of sensible reasonsAs to why there is plenty or there is lessLove to be found, yet if I had to guessIt’s more worth quietly learning to resignAnd … Continue reading

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Jeering At the Past

Jeering At the Pastby Michael DoyleToo often, society burns with fireForgetting virtue for forms of desireProgression is found in cinders burningAll of the lessons, we keep relearningBrigands scoff at things of the pastLaughing at those things that didn’t lastAnd believing … Continue reading

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