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In Our Pain

In Our Painby Michael DoyleIn that momentI saw beyond myselfThrough my tearsTo someone elseI had walkedBeyond the shadow of deathAs the spirits talkedWhispering under breathAlways so selfishAnd filled with needsFor things never mineTo find myself freedInto life’s stormTurned with a … Continue reading

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First Principles: Nothing Is More Certain Than That A General Profligacy and Corruption of Manners Make A People Ripe For Destruction

“Nothing is more certain than that a general profligacy and corruption of manners make a people ripe for destruction. A good form of government may hold the rotten materials together for some time, but beyond a certain pitch, even the … Continue reading

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Room Read

Room Readby Michael DoyleIt’s hard to make a room readEspecially when I’m the hero no one needsBut there’s something to be saidFor all the nonsense that we’re fedNobody is that special anymoreI wonder if we ever were even beforeNo one … Continue reading

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His Grace Forever

His Grace Foreverby Michael DoyleWith the Lord’s graceWe turn in life to embraceThe next adventure we’re onAll our busy days are too soon goneThe Devil must be disappointedAs we’re saved by the AnnointedHaving turned our lives aroundKeeping our feet planted … Continue reading

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Inseparable

Inseparableby Michael DoyleA black orphanGrown to be an honest intellectualChild of the Jim Crow SouthHe sought after what’s effectualEmancipation is what makes America uniqueThe 1619 ProjectIs one of breathtaking ignoranceSlavery does notAnd did not bring prosperityAnd the fight against this … Continue reading

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Under the Potter’s Hands

Under the Potter’s Handsby Michael DoyleUnder the potter’s handsHe forms the clayWe talk, He understandsWe live yet another dayIn our time, we fold handsAcross the world, in many landsTalking to God quietlyRescued from myself politelyGod in His purpose and mercyCorrects … Continue reading

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We’re Going To Make It

We’re Going To Make Itby Michael DoyleWhatever today’s bit of sorrowKeep holding on for tomorrowNot giving in to the gray skiesUntil you see the bright sunriseThat will greet your dreamsHeld together now taped at the seamsIn a world that even … Continue reading

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There’s Maybe Nothing Better

There’s Maybe Nothing Betterby Michael DoyleThere is maybe nothingThat could be any betterHowever bright or gloomyThe day has turned the weatherThan spending this Sunday afternoonWatching dreams with my daughtersHearts overflowing with joy soonWatching Rudolph with their fatherThere’s nothing like a … Continue reading

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On Becoming Truly Human

Based on 1 Corinthians 12: On Becoming Truly Humanby Michael Doyle On becoming human resplendentWe were never meant to be independentBut rather communal in the nature of our beingLiving in a communion of love with all we’re seeing Love is … Continue reading

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Through the Eyes of Love

Through the Eyes of Loveby Michael DoyleThrough the eyes of love I see youDreaming of things we’ve grownTo become and what it is we doWhat the future holds is shownIn the way that you touch my handAnd how you kiss … Continue reading

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