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How, Then, Should I Live?
How Then Should I Live?by Michael DoyleI look around this world with troubles to seeAnd I wonder to myself how then should I be?There are troubles all around – enough to seeThe need is here everywhere for another way to … Continue reading
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Tagged Absolution, Adere, Answers, Beatitudes, Believing, Better Citizens, Bible, Blind, Christian Theology, Christianity, Clear View, Comfortable, Confusion, Correct, Direction, Disbelieving, Everywhere, Forgive, God, God's Worship, Guidance, Head, Heart, Heartache, Hesitation, Hid, Home, Human Beings, Humility, Illusion, Jesus, Kingdom, Leaders, Leadership, Lean-In, Lessons, Live, Meaning, Meekness, Mercy, Miracles of Life, Misdeeds, Mistakes, Mourn, Obedience, Others First, Ourselves Less, Path, Patience, Philosophy, Place, Poetry and Poems, Poor In Spirit, Pride, Profusion, Quench, Questions, Recognition, Relationship, Religions, Repentance, Righteousness, Satisfied, See, Seek, Sermon on the Mount, Sight, Sin, Sinful Nature, Steps, Strength, Submit, Thrist, Troubles, Unjust World, Ways of Man, Weakness, Wonder, World
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The Quiet Colors
The Quiet Colorsby Michael DoyleAs the quiet colors Of the midnight hour Starts to come to closeAs the quiet colors Of the midnight hour Starts to come to closeI feel as lonely as the pain insideTortured to my soul, and … Continue reading
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Tagged Abandoned, Above Water, Aks, Bluff, Broken, Broken Cross, Call, Close, Confuse, Cross, Crucified, Damaged Control, Dead, Deep, Done, Drown, Father, Feel, From the Inside, Going On, Hang, Head, Hide, History, Inside, Job, Killing Me, Lonely, Look Into My Eyes, Mercy, Midnight Hour, Misery, No Longer Know Me, No Right To Complain, Nobody's Son, Nowhere to Hide, Overwhelm, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Pray, Pull, Pulled, Quiet Colors, Reach, Realize, Reminded, Rot, Satan, See, Soul, Sould, Stand, Strings, Strong Enough, Teeth, The Lord, Too Much, Tortured, Wrong
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Echo of Love
Echo of Loveby Michael DoyleIn love, there’s no honorable mentionNor is it really a process of eliminationIt comes down to a concrete decisionAt least if you have the right intentionIf your head is really spinningIt might be that you’re finally … Continue reading
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Tagged Bliss, Brought, Clear, Comes Around, Concrete Decision, Crown, Echo, Evermore, Eyes, Falling Down, Feel, For Rich Or For Poor, Forever, Found, Hand In A Glove, Head, Heart and Mind, Heart Shatters, Honorable Mention, In Love, Kiing, Kiss, Know, Lack, Late, London Bridge, Love, Mean, Nothing, Nothing To Fear, One True Being, Only One, Poetry and Poems, Process of Elimination, Queen, Recognize, Right Intention, Right One, Satisifed, Secret, Shine, Soon, Spinning, To the Moon and Back, Told, Truly In Love, Truly Matters, Walls, Weight, Winning, Without, Without A Doubt, World Spin
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Social Justice Fallacies
Social Justice Fallaciesby Michael DoyleThere is something to be saidThough I have a given explanationIt’s been rolling around in my headAnd must be spoken for the good of this nationThere is no sense in pursuing ‘equity’It only serves to put … Continue reading
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Tagged Ability, Adapt, Best Society, Born, Brother, Cultivated Ability, Deilitating, Elude, Equal, Equality, Equity, Explanation, Face-To-Face, Factual Matter, Fairness, Fallacies, Forgot, Games, Genetic Determinism, Good, Good and Bad, Head, Ignore, Illusory, Increase, Legal, Live, Loss, Louse, Love, Maple, Me and You, Measure, Merit, Million Other Ways, Mind, Nation, Oak, Opportunity, Optimism, Overall Good, Overcome, Poetry and Poems, Possibility, Potentiality, Poverty, Proved, Rolling Around, Room, Rule, Said, Serves, Shot, Social Justice, Society, Some, Spoken, Steadily Pursue, Trick, Truth, Utmost, Workday
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Happy Death Day!
Happy Death Day!by Michael DoyleSplitting hangover starts the dayAgain and again in instant replayYou’re certain you have been here beforeFrom what’s seen, you don’t need thinking any moreDespite appearances, you won’t feel better tomorrowYour two choices are either fear or … Continue reading
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Tagged Again and Again, Alley, Answers, Appearance, Before, Beleated, Better, Broken Dreams, Cause, Celebration, Certain, Coming Apart, Curtain, Dead, Death, Delirium, Despite, Disorder, Equilibrium, Fear, Hangover, Happy Death DAy, Head, Hurt, Idiocy, Instant Replay, Invitation, Kissed, Last Breath, Leave, Life, Life Grinds, Lucky, Missed, Pain, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Run, Sanity, Seams, Search, Seen, Self, Shelf, Sorrow, Think, This Day, Through, Tomorrow, Two Choices, Universal
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