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Nine Lives

Nine Livesby Michael DoyleIt wasn’t exactly love at first biteBut it took an encouraging inviteShe wanted a man who loved her brainAt long last, the search wasn’t in vainIt was a love affair made for a fewIt was time to … Continue reading

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On the Journey of Fatherhood

On the Journey of Fatherhoodby Michael DoyleAsked about how fatherhood is ratedIt has seemed to me somewhat understatedI could not have imagined the journeyThat it has been in all of its totalityWhen you talk about consequences and moralityFatherhood is the … Continue reading

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Backstory

Backstoryby Michael DoyleIn the Christian communityThere are blessings in our familyIt’s a provident bit of spiritual wealthThat keeps us in godly healthAttending to our lives through celebrationThat holds the Trinity in fascinationAs we live our lives in the walkKeeping in … Continue reading

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Venomously Bitten

Venomously Bittenby Michael DoyleOn this roller coaster of loveIt’s sometimes hard to keep track ofWho’s the saint, and who is sinningToo many complications can set things spinningThrowing in the towel isn’t how it’s doneNot if you’re fighting for your golden … Continue reading

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Nature and Dignity Earned

Nature and Dignity Earnedby Michael DoyleThere’s a quiet in natureThat you won’t find in the cityIt helps you to think and matureLearning what is and isn’t prettyThis is especially true of the soulAs you learn the value of self-controlBeing where … Continue reading

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On Bended Knee

On Bended Kneeby Michael DoyleOn bended knee, I see the memoryOf the day and the costI watched you let it beGiving it your dignityIt’s hard to add the costMaking it worseIs I know that bullet was mineIt had my nameBleeding … Continue reading

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First Principles: Our Obligations To Our Country Never Cease But With Our Lives

“Our obligations to our country never cease but with our lives.” – John Adams

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Too Jung For the Good Life

Too Jung For the Good Lifeby Michael DoyleThe verbal coinage of modern-age complexityLays predominately bound to Jung’s dexterityIt’s something that happens in synchronicityOf the universe beaming out the need to be happyBut the journey of happiness, despite its fascinationCannot be … Continue reading

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Totality and Doom

Totality and Doomby Michael DoyleYesterday, the moon blotted out the sunIn the same way, it has frequently doneThe people traveled from miles aroundHoping they would see something to astoundTheir weary minds at least for a little whileSome came to be … Continue reading

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Writing Our Own Stories

Writing Our Own Storiesby Michael DoyleWe find ourselves in our struggleEmerging from our strife into lifeIt seems to me, that we too often juggleThe solutions that can be overly rifeIt is us who write our own storyAs we listen beyond … Continue reading

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