Tag Archives: Vain

We Do, Or We Die

We Do, Or We Dieby Michael DoyleHunting monsters is never in vain.But to think it will be easy is inane.Chomp by chomp, up the known food chain,Surely beats letting victory slip down the drain.And so it was in the waste … Continue reading →

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Lizzie Borden IV: Obscured Vanity

Lizzie Borden IV: Obscured Vanityby Michael DoyleTrue to the nature of her kind,It’s always another trick of the mind.Her ploy of seeded manipulationMade it a trigger pulled by devotion.Lizzie found her way to womanhoodMisunderstanding bad for good.The luck of the … Continue reading →

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First Principles: The Storm of Frenzy and Faction Must Inevitably Dash Itself In Vain Against the Unshaken Rock of the Constitution

“The storm of frenzy and faction must inevitably dash itself in vain against the unshaken rock of the Constitution.” – James Buchanan

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First Principles: If Ever A Time Should Come When Vain and Aspiring Men Shall Possess the Highest Seats In Government, Our Country Will Stand In Need of Its Experienced Patriots To Prevent Its Ruin

“If ever a time should come when vain and aspiring men shall possess the highest seats in Government, our country will stand in need of its experienced patriots to prevent its ruin.” – Samuel Adams It seems we have arrived … Continue reading →

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Holding Onto the Truth

Holding Onto the Truthby Michael DoyleToo much has been made of modern complexity,While forgetting that truth rests on simplicity.In this modern age, we circle the drainAs we swear, the easiest answers are in vain.Truth tellers don’t need to hide from … Continue reading →

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Season of the Lamb

Season of the Lambby Michael DoyleSatan has lost his position to win,With Christ, I no longer pursue sin.Once, I walked this world in harshness.But with God’s love, I walked from darkness.Instead, let me walk by daylight.At last, I am getting … Continue reading →

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First Principles: Of All the Dispositions and Habits Which Lead To Political Prosperity, Religion and Morality (Honesty) Are Indispensable Supports

“Of all the dispositions and habits which lead to political prosperity, Religion and morality (honesty) are indispensable supports. In vain would that man claim the tribute of Patriotism, who should labor to subvert these great Pillars of human happiness, these … Continue reading →

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And Then Came the Final Fall (For Ozzy)

And Then Came the Final Fall (For Ozzy)by Michael DoyleFacing the music as it begins to playI, in my pulpit of one, begin to pray.Lost within my sense of inconsolable dreams,I take comfort in the prophet’s endless screams.Time went on, … Continue reading →

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A Broken Family Finds Healing

A Broken Family Finds Healingby Michael DoyleEmotions are relational in graceAs we love others in our embraceWe’re all dysfunctional as we striveIn God’s family, we will surviveEnriched by the joy that we shareIn every moment that we show we careLiturgical … Continue reading →

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On Hunt For the Moments

On Hunt For the Momentsby Michael DoyleIn my life’s recent historyI have written tons of poetryIn happiness and in tormentI find myself on the hunt for momentsWith x-ray eyes for what is rightI approach the world in second sightFor the … Continue reading →

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