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Tag Archives: Pity
Madami II
Madami IIby Michael DoyleThere is a creeping conspiracy of making up liesTo make society’s driving forces into bad guys. Most of the rich in America worked to get there.To believe otherwise is a sad game of stoking fear.The Havana Model … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Abortion, America, Arrogance, Babies, Bad Guys, Believe, Chameleon, City, Communism, Confusion, Country, Creeping Conspiracy, Criminals, Defund and Dismantle, Driving Force, Empty, Enemies, Entrepreneurial Class, False Promises, Fear, Fools, Free Condoms, Fund, Globalizing the Intifada, Good, Groceries, Gun, Havana Model, Hear, History, Illegal Immigration, Madami, Made Up Lies, Madman, Marxism, Middle Class, Nation, Observer, Pass, Path, Philosophy, Pity, Poetry and Poems, Police Departments, Politics, Posture, Protection, Red Rage, Rich, Roaches, Sex Change Operations, Sex Work, Shadows, Sheer Ignorance, Snake, Social Services, Society, Stake, Stoking Fear, Surge, The Socialists, Venezuela, Wise Governance, Work, Workers
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The End of the Imperial Judiciary
The End of the Imperial Judiciaryby Michael DoyleIt is the end of the imperial judiciaryAs we keep freedom as our legacy.No more will lawlessness prevailAs we salute freedom’s swell.A district court has less power than the president.It doesn’t matter who … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Derangement, District Court, End, Executive Policy, Fact, Far Left, Freedom, Imperial Judiciary, Lawlessness, Legacy, Legal History, Legal Principles, Pity, Poetry and Poems, Power, Precedent, President, Radical Left, Recall, Rule of Law, Sitting President, Stare Decisis, United States Supreme Court
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First Principles: The Person Who Deserves Most Pity Is A Lonesome One On A Rainy Day Who Doesn’t Know How To Read
“The person who deserves most pity is a lonesome one on a rainy day who doesn’t know how to read.” – Benjamin Franklin
Posted in First Principles
Tagged Benjamin Franklin, Deserve, First Principles, Lonesome, Person, Pity, Rainy Day, Read
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Divination
Divinationby Michael DoyleIs it true that only foolsCast aside all the rules?And what kind of wreckDoes life become living by the deck?A spooky basement points the directionThat reveals the cloth of divinationHand painted arcana mixes with astrologyIt is needed to … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Arcana, Astrology, Basement, Candle, Clarity, Coincidence, Combination, Crazy, Dark Art, Dark Design, Death and Darkness, Deception, Demonic Tale, Design, Desire, Direction, Divination, Drunken Children, Equal Weight, Evil, False Track, Fate, Fear, Fire, Fools, Forecast, Forsaken, Friends, Gasoline, Grow, Harshness, High Priestess, Impulse, Investigate, Lack of Control, Magician's Bag, Must, No Turning Back, Painted Glory, Path Undone, Pity, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Prevail, Priestess, Reading, Readings, Risk, Rules, Runaway Train, Sincerity, Spirituality, Story, Sympathy, Taken, Tarot, Tarot Deck, Tear, Traces, Tricks, True, Trust, Wait, Wreck, Wrong Light, Zodiac
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Just For Show
Just For Showby Michael DoyleCan you see meWhen I be me?Can you think and feel?How do I know what’s real?Can you see me?Can your love free me?I need to knowIf it’s more than just for showHere on this pageI’m free … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged <e, Cage, Cave, Child's Play, Compel, Dabble, Death's Cage, Demise, Does, Feeling, Flame, Foolishness, Free, Funny, Know, Love, Moth, Name, Page, Peace, Pity, Plato, Poetry and Poems, Rage, Real, Release, Save, Search, See, Show, Stage, Surrender, Think and Feel, Trace, True, Unreachable, Unteachable, Want, Was, Wise
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Thought For the Day: As the Pain That Can Be Told Is But Half A Pain, So the Pity That Questions Has Little Healing In Its Touch
“As the pain that can be told is but half a pain, so the pity that questions has little healing in its touch.” -Edith Wharton, novelist (24 Jan 1862-1937)
Posted in Thought For the Day
Tagged Edith Wharton, Half A Pain, Little Healing, Pain, Pity, Questions, Thought For the Day, Told, Touch
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In the Tragedy of Wisdom
In the Tragedy of Wisdomby Michael DoyleAs we sit writing for an audienceAimed as it is to somehow pleaseThe words of Shakespeare and SophoclesShine in all of their brillianceOne wrote for the strong, just kingThe other in the promise of … Continue reading
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Tagged Action, Aim, Annals, Aristotle, Athenian, Audience, Brilliance, Capacity, Cathartic, Central Issue, Citizenry, Confide, Consequence, Decision, Dedication, Democracy, Depths of Sorrow, Disposition, Educate, Education, Every Century, Fallen, Fear, Good, History, Human Pride, Humanity, Initiation, King, Madness, Mistake, Morality, Night, Nobility, Persuasion, Philosophy, Pity, Playwright, Please, Poetry and Poems, Pure, Recompense, Sadness, Shakespeare, Sophocles, Sovereignity, Tragedy, Truth, Unafraid, Wisdom, Works, Write
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