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The Importance of Keeping Our History

The Importance of Keeping Our Historyby Michael DoyleMoving back the veil of mysteryWe remember the truths of historyTelling the truth as truth is meantAnd so providing the roots of our governmentFramed within moments of vivid reflectionTo take us back to … Continue reading

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Through the Years

Through the Yearsby Michael DoyleSilently in my day to dayI live just as I prayNeeding a miracle some wayKnowing that at least God will stayEvery step grows my walkTaking my soul beyond talkInto the power of my emotionsEvery lesson strengthens … Continue reading

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Skandalon

Skandalonby Michael DoyleI won’t take the baitOf living this fateFalling for the offenseOf people speaking through pretenseTriggered into living this trapThinking and feeling the rapHit after hit comes my wayI see it happening day after dayThe pains that are feltIn … Continue reading

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Remember To Forget

Remember To Forgetby Michael DoyleAs long as there is lifeThere is, at least, some hopeRegardless of our strifeThis helps us to quietly copeThose things that bring us to edgeWe need to forgive as our sinThat which as brought us to … Continue reading

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First Principles: The Foundation of National Morality Must Be Laid In Private Families

“The foundation of national morality must be laid in private families. … How is it possible that Children can have any just Sense of the sacred Obligations of Morality or Religion if, from their earliest Infancy, they learn their Mothers … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: If You Break Your Neck, If You have Nothing To Eat…Then You’ve Got A Problem. Everything Else Is An Inconvenience

“If you break your neck, if you have nothing to eat, if your house is on fire, then you’ve got a problem. Everything else is an inconvenience. Life is inconvenient. Life is lumpy. A lump in the oatmeal, a lump … Continue reading

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Perspective Revisited

Perspective Revisited by Michael Doyle Float to the top Or sink to the bottom The rest is just churn This is a lesson in life One that is usually earned It’s our decision in how we learn Everyone dreams, big … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo #12: No More Sense Than the Ancient Mariner

Na/GloPoWriMo #12: No More Sense Than the Ancient Mariner by Michael Doyle The river grew as it pushed Outward with its rich sediment Yet still, in this modern age, mankind Though too often willfully blind Fancies itself some sort of … Continue reading

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Na/GloPoWriMo Day 1: Distorted Images

Na/GloPoWriMo* Day 1: Distorted Imagesby Michael DoyleI’ve learned in lifeTo keep each distortionThat brings me strifeIn their due proportionSeeing as clear as possibleDoing what I can to be capableTo do away with what’s improbableAnd live my best life as inescapableLooking … Continue reading

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Kept In A Hillside Perspective

Kept In A Hillside Perspectiveby Michael DoyleI’ve heard a lot of jokesAbout being close to inbredIt’s the kind of a thingThat rolls around in my headOver and over againPlaying a memory’s allusionAgainst something, I can’t defendAs I have been searching … Continue reading

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