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Other Side of Hell

Other Side of Hellby Michael DoyleThis isn’t meant to discourageBut sometimes, true courageIs found on the other side of HellWhen your eyes have seen enough to dispelAny notion that peace can be foundThrough the taking of lives in warAnd when … Continue reading

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Wandering In the Night

Wandering In the Nightby Michael DoyleWeary souls wandering in the nightIn need of a healing lightWe are not ever truly aloneThanking God, we are not on our ownWe are unburdened from bitternessOur saved souls have felt the tendernessWalking each moment … Continue reading

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In Healing Hymn

In Healing Hymnby Michael DoyleTo be human is to fantasizeMore than can be seen with naked eyesWorried about what ghouls might beAfter death’s last-breath tragedyWe keep our eyes on what is nextAnd all the riddles that do connectCaught in our … 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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Talk of Grace

Talk of Graceby Michael DoyleIt is all of us, the body of peopleFound under God’s holy steepleThat makes us wonder about graceUndeserved in favor, yet we know our placeClearly, His church is most attractiveWhere grace is found and is most … Continue reading

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Christmas In July

Everyday deserves a little celebration. None can be better than to keep a little Christmas in our hearts and souls every day of every year. Toward that end, Aloha Promises Forever aka Michael Doyle has created this Spotify playlist for … Continue reading

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Lives Lived With Gratitude

Lives Lived With Gratitudeby Michael DoyleTwo words received along the journeyTen men found their way to destinySamaritans and Jews knew their enmityExcept where leprosy was the common enemyStruck with this sort of a diseaseAs they slowly died, putting others ill … Continue reading

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Universal Testimony

Universal Testimonyby Michael DoyleLet the record reflect without acrimonyThat words left on page leave universal testimonyTo the lives lived with delicate deliberationCausally shifting from generation to generationDaunting as seen through a faded literary lensThe words set on paper allow the … Continue reading

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First Principles: If We Suffer Their Minds To Grovel and Creep In Infancy, They Will Grovel All Their Lives

“It should be your care, therefore, and mine, to elevate the minds of our children and exalt their courage; to accelerate and animate their industry and activity; to excite in them an habitual contempt of meanness, abhorrence of injustice and … Continue reading

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A Quiet Reflection On This November Day

A Quiet Reflection On This November Day by Michael Doyle    What is a poem really but to say That love, joy and sorrow come to play In the heart and then inside the mind Until the words burst out … Continue reading

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