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Seder For This Human’s Grace

Seder For This Human’s Graceby Michael DoyleIn fulfillment of the command that God GaveWe honor the Lamb who came with intent to saveIn humble response to our redemption from sinOn this 15th day of Spring’s coming once againOn this altar … Continue reading

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As If Nothing Else Matters

As If Nothing Else Mattersby Michael DoyleHow do you protect Russian speakersBy bombing them into oblivion?Mix up that experiment in your beakerYou say you’re doing this as a guardian?Returning to the homeland of the RusWhile treating the natives as if … Continue reading

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Beneficial Benediction

Beneficial Benedictionby Michael DoyleIt should really come as no surpriseThat when all anyone ever tells is liesTo tell the truth is a revolutionBut it’s beneficial in our evolutionDon’t fear the monsters in your headMake them afraid of you insteadLike figments … Continue reading

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On the Futility of Revenge

On the Futility of Revengeby Michael DoyleLife it seemsBeyond its dreamsIs a transitory questionBest approached with hesitationCareful of curtains hungEqually as so with songs unsungAbout the wrongs we wish to avengeFor such things bring their own revengeOften these cut both … Continue reading

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Ever Free

Ever Freeby Michael DoyleJoining in as the heavens and earth singsHoping a white Christmas will bringThis world’s resounding joyAs every good boy and girl unwrap their toysIn wonder of love, we gather and rejoiceGathered together to make a little noiseAll … Continue reading

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Attached In Meaning

Attached In Meaningby Michael DoyleWords are mainly symbolsSomething that vaguely resemblesAn agreement between we human beingsAs to what it is that we are meaningWe need a little less of the dictionaryAs we each act out our own PictionaryOf all that … Continue reading

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The Rise and Fall of Boethius

The Rise and Fall of Boethiusby Michael DoyleGraven images are made and meant to saveWhen Christianity met Plato’s caveOffering more than shadows on the wallA philosophical bend had come to callChrist was both the Father and the SonJoined with Wisdom … Continue reading

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The Tales Told

The Tales Toldby Michael DoyleThe seventh son of the seventh sonKnows he has no choice but to be the oneWho in accord with ancient prophecyMust rise above to embrace his legacyThe tales told are things quite legendaryPressing him to greatness … Continue reading

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Winchester I. The Arrival

There is a famous house in California built the widow of the same Winchester who invented the famous rifle of the same name. Winchester I. The Arrival by Michael Doyle The bell tolls in the dark of night While the … Continue reading

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Born In the Dawn

Tales of magic and the quests that invariably accompany these always tug at my soul. Born In the Dawn by Michael Doyle In the mists of time, there is a story Of the sword of power and it’s full glory … Continue reading

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