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Tag Archives: Suffer
Jungled Twist
Another swing at the Jungle Book has been taken. First poem based on that movie is done and posted below. Jungled Twist by Michael Romani There is something in this reality A certain truth about fragility That the jungle twists … Continue reading
First Principles: Ours Is A Noble Inheritance Gained By the Blood and Sweat Of Our Ancestors
“Let the American youth never forget, that they possess a noble inheritance, bought by the toils, and sufferings, and blood of their ancestors.” – Justice Joseph Story (1833)
Posted in First Principles
Tagged American Youth, Ancestors, Blood, Bought, First Principles, Forget, Justice Joseph Story, Noble Inheritance, Suffer, Toil
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Thought For the Day: Many Attacking Capitalism Know People Will Be Worse Off Under Any Other Economic System
“Many of those who attack capitalism know very well that their situation under any other economic system will be less favorable. Nevertheless, with full knowledge of this fact, they advocate a reform, e.g., socialism, because they hope that the rich, … Continue reading
Warning Signs Unheeded
Based in part on 2 Timothy 3:12 Warning Signs Unheeded by Michael Romani In my desire to live a Godly life I have opened myself up to strife From those who would prosecute And slander me to my ill repute … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry and Poems
Tagged Conviction, Courage, Darkness, Define, Discourage, Evidence, Expectation, Fealty, God, Godly Life, Greatness, Harm, Harshness, Ill Repute, Journey, Paul, Phototgraph, Poem, Poetry, Prosecute, Strife, Strong, Struggle, Suffer, Timothy, Trouble, Warning Sign
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Authenticity In Being
1 Peter 2:21 Authenticity In Being by Michael Romani To this then you have been called Because Christ as is recalled Suffered that we might be free And now we are to follow as He Being the real deal and … Continue reading
Daily Prompt – Suffer
Life hides deep behind the buffer Of all that comes to make us suffer In that corner of welled tears In the numbered days of years That pass as we learn not to cry Or perhaps we’ve just run dry … Continue reading


