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Tag Archives: Poetry and Poems
Illuminati, Part III: Only the Luddites
Illuminati, Part III: Only the Ludditesby Michael DoyleOnly the Luddites can save us now.It’s the only assurance of privacy, somehow.Terrorism and pandemics offer the pretenseWhile the foolishness of humanity has little defense.Anarchists and the Far Right have to unite,As we … Continue reading
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Tagged Anarchists, Assurance, Bloodlines, Chains, Command, Control, Far Rght, Fight, Foolishness, Humanity, Illuminati, Imperial Six, Luddites, Machine, Mass Meda, Nation, Overlords, Pademc, Poetry and Poems, Pretense, Privacy, Refrain, Rise, Save, Song, Stand, Technology, Terrorism, The Father, The New Luddites
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Given Grace Grows the Church
Given Grace Grows the Churchby Michael DoyleJews and Gentiles – we are one family,Worshipping our Lord in the sanctuary.Each of us lives, and sometimes we sin.We find comfort in having God as our friend.Grace is the undeserved love we are … Continue reading
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Tagged Bible, Christianity, Church, Faith, Forgiveness, Friend, Gentiles, God, Grace, Grce, Grow, Jesus, Jews, Meek, One Famly, Poetry and Poems, Praise, Sanctuary, Sin, Strong, Victory, Weakness, Worship
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Verses of the Illuminati, Part I
Verses of the Illuminati, Part Iby Michael DoyleWondering if it’s really worth speakingTo say that our world is at the point of breaking?Artificial masters seem to take over life,All in the promise of ending our daily strife.Dreams of universal credit … Continue reading
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Tagged AI, Artificial Masters, Best Friend, Breaking, Dreams, End, Government, Illuminati, Increment, Intelligent Machnes, Know, Modern Living, Poetry and Poems, Power, Regenration, Speak, Strife, Universal Credit, Verses, Wonder, World
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Lessons In Ballet
Lessons In Balletby Michael DoyleNo one dares wake Suzy from her sleep.Her dreams of ballet run very deep.With the slippers on her young feet,The Devil’s own she’s gone to meet.Ruby red paints the airport’s walls,As she answers dance’s sacred call.Rushing … Continue reading
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Tagged Absuridty, Aiport, Ballet, Cost, Dance, Dancing Academy, Dead, Devil's Own, Dream, Fear, Feet, Flood Waters, Forest, Innocence, Lessons, Lost, Mytery, Nightmare, Poetry and Poems, Possessed Motion, Question, Rain, Red, Sacred Call, Shadow, Shisper, Sleep, Sliippers, Stormy Night, Suzy, Truth, Walls, Witch, Womb
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Does It Make You Cry?
Does It Make You Cry?by Michael DoyleWhen you’re tired of laughing,Does it make you cry?This life you’ve been living, It turned out to be a lie.When you’ve given all you can,And your best isn’t good enough,Sometimes it’s hard to be … Continue reading
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Tagged Absurdity, All You Can, Animal, Best, Bloodlust, Bluff, Broken Trust, Cause, Certain, Certainty, Coattials, Criminal, Cry, Good Enough, Hard, Heart, Ice, In Place, Insurgency, Justice, Larceny, Laughing, Lie, Life, Live, Man, March, Own Man, Pause, Poetry and Poems, The World, Tired, Urgency
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I Live My Life In Praise
I Live My Life In Praiseby Michael DoyleI feel God in every season,Living on faith and reason.Present in all of my days,I live my life in praise.With thanks and gratitudeI keep Jesus in my attitude.The Lord walks in my every … Continue reading
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Tagged Attitude, Beauty, Blame, Christ's Love, Confide, Cornerstone, Days, Dignity, Faith, Frame, God, Gratitude, Heart, Honor, Knnow, Life, Live, Love, Majesty, Poetry and Poems, Praise, Present, Reason, Season, Secret, Shame, Shows, Soul, Stride, Strife, Thankfulness, The Lord
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The Pleasures of the Kill
The Pleasures of the Killby Michael DoyleTo be a vampire is to live a very long time.You can spend this time in venal pleasure or sublime.But either way, it is a counting of thousands of days,And this time is best … Continue reading
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Tagged Blood, Breath, Days, Death, Eternal Life, Hunt, Jealously, Kill, Poetry and Poems, Sin, The Devil, Time, Vampire, Word
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As the Devil’s Own
As the Devil’s Ownby Michael DoyleOne man views evil with a quiet bemusement.Another sees it as a form of amusement.Neither looks beyond pleasure for purpose.It is not for them to want to be of service.Vampires feed to live and not … Continue reading
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Tagged Alone, Amusement, Beast, Bemusement, Bloodlust, Devil's Own, Echo, Evil, Extinct, Feast, Hunt, Instinct, Pleasure, Poetry and Poems, Purpose, Reasons, Season, Service, Vampire
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In God’s Liberty and Love
In God’s Liberty and Loveby Michael DoyleWatching after the Lord of all,His ways I model and always recall.Lesson after lesson, I will learn,In all things that I must discern.Grace and peace pave the way,In all that I do, and all … Continue reading
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Tagged Bible, Christianity, Core, Deism, Discern, Faith, Generation, God, Grace and Peace, Guardrails, Hello, Jesus, Learn, Leson, Liberty, Lord, Love, Model, Paul, Poetry and Poems, Present, Radical Alteraton, Reason, Recall, Spiritual Pessimiism, Stumbling Blocks, The Gospel
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