Tag Archives: Left Behind

Wonderland Needed

Wonderland Needed (the Mad Hatter)by Michael DoyleWhen you clear your mindOf all the clatter and voicesWhat’s left behind, are the choicesIn our unwilling to be left behindAs we find in this hide and seekMuch of the world is mass confusionUntil, … Continue reading

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Artistic Travesty

Artistic Travestyby Michael DoyleMouth breathers don’t truly understandThe logic, as it were, of supply and demandThat produces things of artistic travestyLike the weight of the world bringing me to my kneesThis is a complex world in its friendingAnd not often … Continue reading

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You Cannot Hurt Me

You Cannot Hurt Meby Michael DoyleYou cannot hurt meIt’s beyond possibilityI am damaged goodsA babe lost in the woodsOf my own heart, my own mindLike innocence left far behindEvery day I wake up numbed by painAll of my good intentions, … Continue reading

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On the Importance of Free Speech On Campus

On the Importance of Free Speech On Campusby Michael DoyleOdd isn’t it? In a world seeking diversitySo many try to suppress free speech at the universityThis defeats the purpose of this being a nurseryFor the ideas and speech that are … Continue reading

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Forge of Identity

Forge of Identityby Michael DoyleAlexander’s naked tears were weptFor the one secret that could not be keptThat there was an unconquered infinityOf worlds to be experienced on his journeyThat would never be his in infinite refrainNone of which could know … Continue reading

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Among the First Casualties

Among the First Casualtiesby Michael DoyleAmong the first casualties of warIs the promise that love will live onAnd if something goes wrong, lovers will love moreThe white heat of passion burns until it’s goneA touch, a line, a singular traceA … Continue reading

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Muted In Discovery

Muted In Discoveryby Michael DoyleMuted, frightened screamOverheard on the data streamStill recovering from Covid isolationUnable to leave the habitationFiltering fragments in questionFeelings born in their hesitationCrimes hint at interpretationThere is something lost in this conceptionThinking in terms of last exclusionThere … Continue reading

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Fold

Foldby Michael DoyleThe gambler’s cards foldedAs variables at last decodedIn this digital age, it’s the human mindThat must last be decoded or left behindIn mankind’s bid at immortalityDespite the babbled towers of immoralityIn the worst of infernal questsTo put living … Continue reading

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Seder For This Human’s Grace

Seder For This Human’s Graceby Michael DoyleIn fulfillment of the command that God GaveWe honor the Lamb who came with intent to saveIn humble response to our redemption from sinOn this 15th day of Spring’s coming once againOn this altar … Continue reading

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With the Heart of A Lion

With the Heart of A Lionby Michael DoyleWith the heart of a lionIt’s past the fire wellThat we riseWith nowhere to hideThe hourglass and the landslideCreep up find us cryin’In a second crusade of hopeWe cling at the end of … Continue reading

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