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Let Justice Be Done
Let Justice Be Doneby Michael DoyleLet justice be done though the heavens fallIs a worthy maxim that we all seem to recallJustice must be done regardless of consequenceIt’s a powerful construct said with confidenceBut let it be remembered that Piso’s … Continue reading
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Tagged Aquinas, Assurance, Atlas, Balance, Chains of Slavery, Confidence, Consequence, Crack, Earthly Beauty, Extraordinary, Fall, Falling World, Fatal Flaws, Flags, Fold and Break, Frame of Nature, Frugality, Great Mistake, Harsh Penalty, Heavens Fall, Humanity, Ideal, Let Justice Be Done, Lost, Maxim, Misguided Confusion, Moral Wrong, Necessity, Obedience, Perfect Ideals, Piso's Justice, Poetry and Poems, Powerful Construct, Prey, Real, Remember, Sacrifices, Shrugged, Skies, Solid Reminder, Stand Secure, Strong, Succumb, Tendered With Mercy, True Law, Undeserved, Weak, Worst Illusion, Wrong Minded Notions
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Dark Matters
Dark Mattersby Michael DoyleYou were my bright tomorrowNow all I have is my sorrowAnd I’ve only myself to blamePlease don’t look at me in my shameFeelings bubbled up in troubleI opened my mouth, now its doubleI can barely see through … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Anxiety and Doubt, Blame, Boxed Up, Brave Face, Bubbled, Collections, Confess, Creep, Dark Matters, Deep, Double, Dramatic, Fears, Feelings, Fight My Way, Fix, Heart, Imperfections, Lost, Mess, Mouth, My Friend, Myself, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Post-Traumatic, Pushed You Away, Quiet, See, Shame, Sorrow, Sorry, Spilled Out, Stay, Surface, Tears, Tidal Wave, Tomorrw, Trouble, Yesterday
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First Principles: Justice Is the End of Government. It Is the End of Civil Society
“Justice is the end of government. It is the end of civil society. It ever has been and ever will be pursued until it be obtained, or until liberty be lost in the pursuit.” – James Madison
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Tagged Civil Society, End, First Principles, Government, James Madison, Justice, Liberty, Lost, Obtain, Pursue, Pursuit
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First Principles: Justice Is the End of Government. It Is the End of Civil Society. It Ever Has Been and Ever Will Be Pursued Until It Is Obtained
“Justice is the end of government. It is the end of civil society. It ever has been and ever will be pursued until it be obtained, or until liberty be lost in the pursuit.” – James Madison (1788)
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Tagged End of Civil Society, End of Government, First Pricniples, James Madison, Justice, Liberty, Lost, Pursue, Pursuit, Will Not Obtain
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Dreams and Voices
Dreams and Voicesby Michael DoyleThe real truth revealed in the nightRevels in its parts brought to lightEven those that sear and hurtBringing the mind in focus, fully alertPretending to give an ounce of careAbout all the divisiveness laid bareIt is … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Alibi, Choices, Cost, Deep Inside, Details, Device, Different, Divisiveness, Doubt, Dreams and Voices, Essence, Facades, Faith, Focus, Freedom, Haunt, Hid, Hidden Secrets, Hope, Hunter and Prey, Hurt, Laugh, Legends in Their Own Minds, Light, Lost, Ounce of Care, Play, Poetry and Poems, Real Truth, Reverent, Saviors, Shade, Thoughtless and Crass, Underestimate, Voices, Wrong Decisions
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Thought For the Day: The Only Sure Weapon Against Bad Ideas Is Better Ideas. The Source of Better Ideas Is Wisdom.
“Books won’t stay banned. They won’t burn. Ideas won’t go to jail. In the long run of history, the censor and the inquisitor have always lost. The only sure weapon against bad ideas is better ideas. The source of better … Continue reading
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Tagged Alfred Whitney Griswold, Always, Bad Ideas, Banned, Better Ideas, Books, Burn, Censor, Ideas, Inquisitor, Jail, Long Run of History, Lost, Only, Source, Sure Weapon, Thought For the Day, Wisdom
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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
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Code, Conception, Covid, Crimes, Data Stream, Discovery, Exclusion, Fear, Feelings, Filter, Fragments, Habitation, Hard, Hesitation, Interpretation, Intrusion, Isolation, Left Behind, Light, Lost, Means, Mind, Muted, Mystery, Nightmares, Overheard, Plain Sight, Poetry and Poems, Question, Recover, Scream, Seen, Thinking, Troubles, Troubling Thoughts, Truth, Unseen, Wake
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Nihilistic Stumble Grumble
Nihilistic Stumble Grumbleby Michael DoyleLife in all its historiesIs filled with a million mysteriesThings that might have gone betterWritten and unwritten, letter by letterWe find ourselves filling up the holesTrying to bring comfort to our soulsStepping in an avalanche pulling … Continue reading
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Tagged Avalanche, Best, Better, Comfort, Conquer, Detail, Dull Surprises, Frowns, God, Heartbreaks, History, Holes, Inner Demons, Letter, Life, Lost, Mistakes, Mortal Man, Mystery, Nihilistic, Pain, Passing the Test, Peace, Puzzle, Rear View, Reveal, Secret Plan, Smiles, Souls, Stumble Grumble, Thrill By Thrill, Troubled, Veneration, Will, Wish the Best, World
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Thought For the Day: When Old Words Die Out On the Tongue, New Melodies Break Forth From the Heart
“When old words die out on the tongue, new melodies break forth from the heart; and where the old tracks are lost, new country is revealed with its wonders.” – Rabindranath Tagore, poet, philosopher, author, songwriter, painter, educator, composer, Nobel … Continue reading
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Tagged Die Out, Heart, Lost, New Melodies, Old Tracks, Old Words, Rabindranath Tagore, Reveal, Thought For the Day, Tongue, Wonder
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The Magic of Hope, Part I
The Magic of Hope, Part Iby Michael DoyleIn all of the hustled hassleOf a snow-blanketed sense of seasonLife is oft lived like an air-castleFilled with whimsy decorated with reasonA good Christmas is worked uponAnd not just a state-of-mindJust as soon … Continue reading
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Tagged Air-Castle, Approach, Articles, Atomic Particles, Bear, Believing, Best Company, Blessed, Blessing, Bliss, Brave, Busy, Cheerful, Children, Christmas, Company, Cozy, Crisis, Danger, Destination, Elves, End of the Rope, Everywhere, Feet, Floorboards, Forget, Gentle Reminder, Giants, Girl, Half-Forgotten, Happiness, Hassle, Hear, Heart, Incentive, Journey, Knowing, Lost, Lurk, Magic of Hope, Magic of Snow, Making Ends Meet, Miserable, Nestled, Nightmare, Noise, Nordic Forest, Persevere, Place, Poetry and Poems, Poor, Purity, Read, Reason, Reclaim, Regret, Relief, Sacred Quest, Season, Secret Village, Silver Moon, Skies, Snow, Snowing, Speaking Without Words, Special Part, State-of-Mind, Story, Sympathy, Talked, Top Shelves, True Glory, Truth, Tune, Twinkle, Two Kind Words, Universe, Vapors, Walked, Warm Memory, Whimsy, Woods, Year
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