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First Principles: Strive To Be the Greatest Man In Your Country, and You May Be Disappointed. Strive To Be the Best and You May Succeed
“Strive to be the greatest man in your country, and you may be disappointed. Strive to be the best and you may succeed: he may well win the race that runs by himself.” – Benjamin Franklin (1747)
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Tagged Benjamin Franklin, Best, Country, Disappointed, First Principles, Greatest Man, Himself, Race, Run, Strive, Succeed, Win
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For the Win
For the Winby Michael DoyleNever give upNever give inWhen you fall downGet up againRun through the valleysKeep your head lowRun through the alleysYou didn’t even knowDodge the punchesWhenever you canThis is the rumbleThat makes you a manHold your head highAs … Continue reading
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Tagged Alleys, Battle, Die, Dodge Punches, Fall, Fall Down, Fight, Found, Get Up, Give In, Give Up, Good Reasons, Head, Head high, Keep You Down, Know, Man, Never, Poetry and Poems, Rattle, Rise Again, Rumble, Run, Soul, Stumble, Twice As Hard, Unafraid, Valley, Whenever, Win
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Held Like A Dream…Let Go
Held Like A Dream…Let Goby Michael DoyleLife can make me wearyDropping me down until I’m tearyClinging to the edges as we sail into the nightIt’s as if we only have lanterns for lightAfter the day’s journey, makes us tireCome warm … Continue reading
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Tagged A Million Years Ago, Ability To Give Life, Blood, Case, Cliing, Do or Die, Dream, Dropping Me Down, Edges, Eyes, Feet, Ferry, Fire, Hands, Haunted, Held, Her, Hold, Journey, Lanterns, Let Go, Light, Meant, Memory, Night, Onward, Other Side, Past, Poetry and Poems, Remember, Run, Sail, Tears, Teary, Tire, Travel, Weary, Why, Yesterday
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The Black Book Blues
The Black Book Bluesby Michael DoyleA father’s handClutches his son’s bloodMired in the sandClotting in the mudCorruption is as corruption doesSome things never changeIt’s as bad as it ever wasSome things simply rearrangeAn honest man can’t always be niceNot when … Continue reading
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Tagged Bad As It Ever Was, Battles, Black Book, Blues, Broken, Brutal, Burn, Change, Clot, Clown, Corruption, Cost, Danger, Evil, Father's Hand, Good, Grief, Heart, Heartbreak, Hide, Honest Man, Incendiary, Integrity, Lesson, Light, Look, Memories, Mercies, Mercy, Mistake, Mud, None, Nowhere, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Price, Relief, Right, Run, Sand, Shown, Sight, Snare, Son's Blood, Spare, Stranger, Token, Tossed, Truth, Understood, Wink and Nudge, Youth
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First Principles: Those Who Hope In the Lord Will Renew Their Strength. They Will Soar On Wings Like Eagles
“Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall;31 but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength.They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. “ – Isaiah 40:30-31(NIV)
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Tagged Eagles, Faint, Fall, First Principles, Hope, Isaiah 40:30-31 (NIV), Lord, Renew, Run, Soar, Srength, Stumble, Tired, Walk, Weary, Wings, Young Men, Youth
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Forbidden Fruit
Forbidden Fruitby Michael DoyleLove of witchcraft presents the evidenceThat the ability to influence is no coincidenceAs they open up evil, door by doorAnd find a craven audience wanting moreThe portal to desires some wish to exploreOpen up to all, beginning … Continue reading
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Tagged Amuse, Audience, Beginning, Blame, Charade, Charm, Child's Play, Children, Coincidence, Contract, Craven, Danger, Delicious, Desire, Device, Door, Door By Door, End of Days, Engage, Enslave, Evidence, Evil, Explore, Forbidden Fruit, Freedom, Fright, Game, Grandmaster, Ground Floor, Hidden, Holy Advice, Ignore, Influence, Innocence, Intuit, Knock, Lie, Light, Lost, Masses, Messengers, Multiple Ways, Night, Perceive, Pleasurable, Pleasure, Poetry and Poems, Portal, Question, Run, Scatter, Secret, Shadow, Sudden, Task, Taste, Treasure, Witchcraft, Wonder
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The Mothman Cometh
The Mothman Comethby Michael DoyleGraceful yet frighteningI saw him by lightening With two red eyes glaringI couldn’t help staringPleading his wild eyed mysteryA part of West Virginian historyThis mysterious sort of beingThat the moonlight might bringA chilling whisper finds its … Continue reading
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Tagged Being, Blame, Breath, Bring, Cornfield, Courage, Danger, Death, Doom, Fear, Feeling Lost, Fog, Frightening, Game, Glare, Graceful, History, Late Night, Moonlight, Mothman, Mysterious, Mystery, Outrun, Poetry and Poems, Prank, Red Eyes, Run, Sight, Span, Spell, Stare, Stranger, Talons, West Virginian, Whisper, Wings
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To Catch A Falling Star
To Catch A Falling Starby Michael DoyleSometimes I feelThis is not my worldI find myself searchingLooking for the doorThat will lead me awayFrom this wrong worldAnd to a place I belongFrom the ashes of yesterdayI feel as if I must … Continue reading
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Tagged Ashes, Behind, Belong, Blaze, Catch, Counting Stars, Damage Done, Determination, Door, Endless Blessing, Escape, Fade, Falling Star, Feel, Flee, Know, Lead, Night, Pain, Poetry and Poems, Rain Down, Remember, Run, Search, Skies, Suffering, Sunset, Trace, World, Wrong World, Yesterday
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