Tag Archives: Strength

Investing In Old Age

Investing In Old Ageby Michael DoyleIt has become as sort of a jokeBut one that makes me slightly chokeThe youngest of chronological ageSays as if with the wisdom of a sageThat her dad, me, is growing a bit oldShe laughs … Continue reading

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This Thanksgiving 2021

This Thanksgiving 2021by Michael DoyleLate last night I was thinking on..The furthest star’s even furthest moonUntil I was dreaming of a once uponFairytale feeling that was needed soonFor two years, the world has sufferedThrough the scourge of viral pestilenceWith reasons … Continue reading

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First Principles: The Press Is Impotent When It Abandons Itself To Falsehood

“But the fact being once established, that the press is impotent when it abandons itself to falsehood, I leave to others to restore it to its strength, by recalling it within the pale of truth.” – Thomas Jefferson (1805)

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Benign Neglect

Benign Neglectby Michael DoyleThere is a benign neglectBehind “with all due respect”That cannot be missedEven when sealed by a Judas kissPassions passed down by generationSkills kept in venerationThe wrong path with correct conclusionStill feels like it is mass confusionHalf-remembered, glanced … Continue reading

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In Mercy Spoken

In Mercy Spokenby Michael DoyleIn my strengthI’ve found your songIn it is foundWhere I belongIn a lullaby of graceI feel my peaceEscape for sin, I embraceIn God, I find releaseStanding in victoryOver things I would not doGrace not sympathyFor the … Continue reading

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First Principles: The Press Is Impotent When It Abandons Itself To Falsehood

“But the fact being once established, that the press is impotent when it abandons itself to falsehood, I leave to others to restore it to its strength, by recalling it within the pale of truth.” – Thomas Jefferson (1805)

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How Many Wrong Turns

How Many Wrong Turnsby Michael DoyleHow many wrong turnsCan we believers takeBefore each of us learnsThe truth beyond our heartbreaksThat God’s word can stabilizeWhen all around us starts to crumbleUntil, that is, we realizeThe necessity of keeping humbleIn this nation, … Continue reading

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Another Whispered Truth About Love

Another Whispered Truth About Loveby Michael DoyleListen very closelyClosely to me as I say thisOur love is our strengthIt is not our weaknessIt’s a not so hiddenSacred kind of truthHeld openly with hopeBurning from our youthThough life often teaches usHow … Continue reading

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Schweitzer’s Legacy

Schweitzer’s Legacyby Michael DoyleWhat if it wasThat we’re not meant for strifeBut rather, insteadTo live in reverence for life?Would we really needTo argue the unnecessary whyOf who decidedThe creation of the hippopotami?Or, is it quite enoughTo know that we’ve a … Continue reading

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A Tale of Christmas In Two Parts

A Tale of Christmas In Two Parts (Republished for 2020)by Michael Doyle aka Michael Romani I. I have heard it saidThat you can eat ’til you’re fullAnd it’s still not enoughThe excuse to be given“But, it’s Christmas…”And one really shouldn’t … Continue reading

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