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Inside A Glass Onion
Inside A Glass Onionby Michael DoyleIt’s a dangerous thingTo speak without thinkingIt’s what the red pill bringsThat leaves us drunker than drinkingBringing the system down and brokenBy being violently visible and outspokenWilling to stab a friend in the faceFor the … Continue reading
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Tagged Broken, Charade, Corruption, Danger, Disruption, Drink, Fifteen Minutes, Glass Onion, Golf Clap, Masquerade, Outspoken, Poetry and Poems, Red Pill, Stab, System, Think
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The Woke Wake Up
There are just ways to advocate against injustice. There are ways that make moving for justice anything but that. Now as these predators are being identified by their own online postings, they curl up into fetal position decrying how unfair … Continue reading
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Tagged Acquisitive, Act Just, Advocate, Afraid, All Life Is Sacred, Ambition, American Dream, Another, Arrogant, Avoid Seeing, Basic Right, Be Merciful, Beg Indulgence, Better Self, Better World, Black Hoodie, Broke, Bungle, Burn, Civil Rights, Contribution, Death Culture, Decry, Degreed, Discussion, Divestment, Eat Their Own, Evidence, Fetal, Fetal Position, Fight, Firebombs, Forbearance, Foresight, Fragility, Free Pass, Fruits of Labor, Ghosts, Godless, Ideal, Ignorance, Immortality, Injustice, Inquisitive, Jail, Just Revolution, Justice, Less, Life, Meaning, Media Jungle, Mirror, Morally Broken, Move Foward, No Man, Online, Online Posts, Our Times, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Poorly Educated, Predators, Prevail, Profanity, Protect, Quest, Radicals, Reason, Revolution, Riot, Rock, Rubbish, Ruin, Self Signified, Shock Troops, Society, Speak, Spray Paint, Stab, Stall, Streets, Strife, Think, Tick Tock, Trash Talkers, Truth, Undoing, Unfair, Unfairness, Wake Up, Weak, Woke, Worse Saint, Worthy Investment, Wrong
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Sure Hand of the Devil Dealt
The surest hand the Devil’s ever dealt is the deceit blotted out into the dark of night… Sure Hand of the Devil Dealt by Michael Doyle The bell tolls out into the black of night So little is seen in … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Ancestors, Awaken, Bad Dreams, Bell, Bell Tower, Black of Night, Bought, Candle, Cast, Child, Conceal, Cost, Crucifix, Danger, Darker Things, Deal, Dealt, Destiny, Devil, Diabolical, Dice, Door, Embrace, Face, Feeling, Felt, Flicker, Footsteps, Generation, Hand, History, Howl, Hurt, Inspection, Know, Less, Light, Locked, Locked Door, Lost, Lurk, Masque, Mind, Night, Nightmares, Old Village, Past, Persistence, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Present, Prison, Protection, Real, Reason, Reget, Reward, Saint, Search, Seen, Shadow, Shatter, Sins, Sky, Slam, Stab, Startle, Submerge, Sure, Surest Hand, Toll, Truth, Urge, Veneration, Vision, Wall, Ward, Whisper, Winds
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Thought For the Day: Stab the Body and It Heals, But Injure the Heart and the Wound Lasts A Lifetime
“Stab the body and it heals, but injure the heart and the wound lasts a lifetime.” – Mineko Iwasaki
Posted in Thought For the Day
Tagged Body, Heal, Heart, Injure, Lasts, Lifetime, Mineko Iwasaki, Stab, Thought For the Day, Wound
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A Pale Death
Halloween Poem #17: A Pale Death by Michael Romani The end of days descends Like a fog from hell that ascends On us all a thick as it can be As we dance away our sanity Lilith asks for one … Continue reading
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Tagged Bittersweet, Breath, Charm, Comfort, Core, Death, Death's Door, Demon, Die, Dignity, Embrace, End of Days, Evil, Fatal, Flee, Fog, Foul, Glow, Grace, Guide, Halloween, Haunt, Heart, Hell, Kiss, Knees, Lilith, Linger, Lord's Prayer, Lost, Man, Memory, Moment, Monster, Mortality, Pale, Photograph, Poem, Poetry, Sanity, Stab, Star, Trap, Wild, Wish
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