Tag Archives: Lack

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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Bumping Up Against

Bumping Up Againstby Michael DoyleBumping up against the edgesToes reaching out over the ledgesThe quest is given up for the idealAs we learn to settle for the realThe higher grounds are out of boundsAs we seek to find further soundsThat … Continue reading

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Know Not Fear

Know Not Fearby Michael DoyleYouth always tries to dareTheir elders try to careEach in their own placeStares the other in the faceEach move made creates a snareNo matter how each tries to be fairClimbing to the highest heightTo outpace the … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: The Beginning of Men’s Rebellion Against God Was, and Is, the Lack of A Thankful Heart

“The beginning of men’s rebellion against God was, and is, the lack of a thankful heart.” – Francis Schaeffer

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Healing From A Thunder Song

Healing From A Thunder Songby Michael DoyleThey whisper of loveTo the moon and backBut they don’t know real loveIt’s something that they lackAs they stand on the roofWatching the sky changeThey mimic standing aloofTrying to find the normal in the … Continue reading

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Reality Bytes On An Earlier Hillbilly Sandwich

Reality Bytes On An Earlier Hillbilly Sandwichby Michael DoyleCounterculture shined through the city’s veilGiving a glimpse of Eden through the fires of HellHarsh in its repressive bits of curdled adviceDreamers managed to paint their fleeting paradiseThe torches of an artistic … Continue reading

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The Magnificence of Significance

The Magnificence of Significance by Michael DoyleFrom the beginning, we have the visionWe might lack in our precisionBut we know what we’re going forFaith is the kindness that opens the closed doorIn all the paths we are shownWe look back … Continue reading

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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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Searching For Reasons Why

Searching For Reasons Whyby Michael DoyleSearching for wordsThat just won’t comeHoping for a pocketful of miraclesBut finding noneThis is no way to spendThe moments leading to Christmas DayJust hoping for them to endCause they make no difference anywayTake another sip … Continue reading

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Waking To the Smell of Coffee

Waking To the Smell of Coffeeby Michael DoyleWhat if life could be seenBy every single human beingPut out as if a streaming movie?Would we still want to be you and me?Or is this an awful possibilityAnd we’d want to buy … Continue reading

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