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Thought For the Day: If We Were To Wake Up Some Morning and Find That Everyone Was The Same Race, Creed, and Color, We Would Find Some Other Cause For Prejudice By Noon
“If we were to wake up some morning and find that everyone was the same race, creed, and color, we would find some other cause for prejudice by noon.” – George D. Aiken, US senator (20 Aug 1892-1984)
Posted in Thought For the Day
Tagged Color, Creed, Find, George D. Aiken, Morning, Noon, Other Cause, Prejudice, Race, Same, Thought For the Day, Wake Up
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First Day On the New Job
First Day On the New Jobby Michael DoyleOn the morning of the interviewIt seems the world is thrown askewThe keeper of the door is the one closing itAnd on most mornings, it’s easy to be forgetting itWhen a mouth runs, … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Application, Aspiration, Close, Coincidence, Cracks, Discretion, Door, First Day, Forget, Interview, Language, Lesson, London, Morning, Mouth, New Job, Poetry and Poems, Talk, World
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A Smile of Death
A Smile of Deathby Michael DoyleThe morning comes with a “how have you been”That comes a bit too brightly in world gone dimA smile unwelcomed can being its sense of dreadWith the ominous thought that we’ll all soon be deadThe … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Anxiety, Breath, Control, Creativity, Creep, Dead, Death, Delusion, Depravity, Dim, Dread, Dreary, Morning, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Post-Traumatic, Real, Scream, Smile, Soul Weary, Tired, Uncertain, Zen
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Dependence
Dependenceby Michael DoyleWhen the days are darkestThat’s when we need your lightKeeping hope alive when we’re saddestYou bring morning to our nightKeeping hope there and aliveYou are the source by which we surviveWalking beside us in our humanityAnd loving us … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Baptism, Believe, Celebration, Conceive, Darkest, Days, Depend, Dependence, Destination, Forgiven, Given, God, Hope, Humanity, Journey, Light, Morning, Night, Poetry and Poems, Promises, Saddest, Survive, Vanity
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Waters of Life
Waters of Lifeby Michael DoyleNavigating the waters of lifeFrom dreams of others comes lateThe sacrifices are not in vainFor the dreams and nightmares on the mainTo open one’s eyes and seeThe rebirth needed for eternityDreaming of the endless nightThe one … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Abel, Answers, Avarice, Battle Flag, Blame, Blood, Cain, Days, Death, Dreams, Dreams and Nightmares, Endless Night, Eternal Quest, Eternity, Eyes, Fallen Glory, Fell, Found, Future, Go Wrong, Hell, Immortality, Know, Life, Light, Lucifer, Main, Morning, Murder, Murders, Navigate, Pride, Rain, Ravens, Rebirth, Sacrifice, See, Sight, Story, Tale, Talons, Tangled Web, Three, Vain, Victim, Waking World, Waters
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A Cry for Uvalde
A Cry for Uvaldeby Michael DoyleSomewhere beyond a world of feelingIs the way of knowing healingThese are the times for being an exampleThe differences made will be ampleFighting not with fists but with prayerPeeling back the onion of life, layer … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Actions, Alone, Ample, Beautiful Souls, Behind, Belief, Best Fights, Blame, Bullied, Burnt to the Ground, Candlelight, Community, Cornerstone, Cruelly Dealt, Cry, Cuentas, Dead, Differences Made, Dificil, Disease, Dreams, Every Day, Every Single Day, Example, Faces, Faith, Families, Fault Is His, Favorite Songs, Feeling, Felt, Fight the Good Fight, Fighting, Grief, Gut Wrenching Torments, Hand of Lucifer, Healing, Humbled Cry, Hundreds, It Didn't Have To Be His Choice, Knees, Know, La Muerte de Los Ninos, Layer, Lifted A Hand, Lifting Our Voices, Lives, Loss, Love, Loved Ones, Matters, Memories, Mi Apoyo, Momento, Moments, Morning, Mourning, Nation, Night, Not With Fists, Noticia, Onion of Life, Peace, Poetry and Poems, Prayer, Prayers, Question Why, Rebuild, Sabes, Safe, Salvador Ramos, School, Sense, Shakes and Shatters, Shamed, Silently Erected, Sin, So Be It, So It Will Be Done, Sorrow, Survive, Survivor's Guilt, Tears, Thursday, Times, Torture, Traces, Tragedy, Transcend, Trust Falling, Twenty-One Crosses, Used Their Voice, Uvalde, Vigils, Viviendo, Walk, Warnings, Wicked Ways, Wounds, Years
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A Morning’s Meditation
A Morning’s Meditationby Michael Doyle As in the beginning it is nowAs it will ever be yet somehowThough dead in sense from sinIf Christ is in us, we are born again Through the spirit living in eachWe are risen again … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Abraham's Oath, Beginning, Blessed, Bliss, Born Again, Bottomless Mercy, Bringing Hope, Christ, Compassion and Relief, Consolers, Contemplation, Covering Hate, Darkness, Dead, Deceive, Despair, Explanation, Fear, Giving, Grief, Holiness, Hope, In Us, Instruments, Light, Love, Meditation, Meet, Morning, Now, Passing Ages, Path, Persevere, Poetry and Poems, Point of Need, Prayer and Meditation, Prophets, Read, Receive, Redemption, Right, Risen, Sacred Sign, Sages, Salvation, Scriptures, Sense, Sin, Somehow, Spirit Living, Stand Firm, Teach, Walk In the Light, Wisdom, Worthy
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A Silent Genesis
A Silent Genesisby Michael DoyleMy new obsessionHas a silent genesisIn the maelstromOf ghosts and typhoonsBeyond our bodiesWe rest in eupnea Pure reason’s revolutionFlies on the wings of a dead butterflyLost in the fathoms Between the hammer and anvilIs the dark … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Ambassadors, Apprentices, Believers, Between, Beyond, Bodies, Butterfly, Color, Dark Third, Eupnea, Fathoms, Genesis, Ghosts, Hammer and Anvil, Maelstrom, Magic, Morning, Obsession, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Pure Reason, Revolution, Silent, Stronger, Survive, Typhoons, Universe, Void, Willows, Wings, World
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Waymaker
Waymakerby Michael DoyleI woke up this morningWith a shake and lurchThe alarm clock’s warningBarely got me up in time for churchBut there are promises madeThat once made, must be keptI walk with God never afraidDespite the tears I have weptKeeping … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Afraid, Alarm Clock, Church, Darkness, Determined, Edge, Eyes, Glory, God, God's Love, Harshness, Kept, Made, Morning, Path, Poetry and Poems, Promises, Shine, Tears, Transcend, Truth, Walk, Waymaker, Wept, Woke
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