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Autarkeia

Autarkeiaby Michael DoyleIn these days of enhanced pushes for creativityWe slip and slide in our moral relativityGetting dazed and pushed by sex and violenceWe confuse this with mistaken social turbulenceYesterday’s logic is puzzled by the push and pullOf opinions and … Continue reading

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The Painful Reality of Perfectionism

The Painful Reality of Perfectionismby Michael DoyleThere is a need to face eventuallyWhether painful or not, the realityThat however much we have optimismThere is no such thing as perfectionismAt least so much as actually be perfectThere is only really the … Continue reading

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A Push Too Far

A Push Too Farby Michael DoyleA push too farAnd it’s going to leave a scarWhat a move to makeYou didn’t even fakeYou just stole my moneyI suppose you think it’s funnyI know that I honestly doCause I would have given … Continue reading

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Just Beyond Possible

Just Beyond Possibleby Michael DoyleHowever much it seems to be implausibleThe risk is taken to push beyond probableThough sometimes this makes you culpableAt times, you must push just beyond possibleIt is for the good of every profitable companyThat we risk … Continue reading

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Complexity-Simplified

Complexity Simplifiedby Michael DoyleOf all the things I have in life reservedThe right to peacefulness is deservedI have no need for people who like to cause stressAnd this is something I will readily address2024 will be a year of peace … Continue reading

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Coming Back Again

Coming Back Againby Michael DoyleIn the killing schoolI met my limits and wonThat is life’s only ruleTo never be done – There’s a storm insideThat burns like a fireSomewhere beyond the walls of prideIt flows like a river of desirePushing … 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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I’m Not the Kind of Father

I’m Not the Kind of Fatherby Michael DoyleI’m not the kind of fatherWho can spend a lot of moneyHowever much I love my daughtersMy ex thinks this is funnyShe complains about the money she spendsDespite the child support givenAnd I … Continue reading

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She Says…

She Says…by Michael DoyleAll the ugly truthsThat have tried to push her backHave tripped her up, since her youthUntil grace gave her all she might lackThoughts of how abundance increasesGave her the hope to move on pastIn her story filled … Continue reading

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Pushed and Pulled

Yesterday, September 27, 2021, was the last day of prescribed cardiac rehab. They tell me that I am doing excellently. The only admonishment given was that I should keep in mind not to work out as hard as my spirit … Continue reading

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