Francis Duggan Poems

She looked so well dolled up the fair ageing rose
And few would believe that she does wear op shop clothes
She wears heavy makeup her gray hair dyed brown
And one would swear that she was from the wealthy side of the town
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I know the singer of the song though him i cannot see
His voice i knew in my younger years lives in my memory
The green he wears it blends in well with the foilage of the blackwood tree
Where he sing in the sun and wind in the warmth of January.
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It bothers me a little since his eyes i can't see
The bloke wearing dark sunglasses who is looking at me
The windows of his soul from the World he disguise
There are few things more strange than a face without eyes
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Her natural ways you only wish to control
You who cannot love Nature you do not have a soul
Our beloved Earth Goddess the source of the poet's muse
The one who sustains us and her you abuse.
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The cradle of Humanity anthropoligists say
Africa the great Continent from here far away
And though for the air ticket i cannot afford to pay
If wishes come true i will go there one day.
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Too late to say sorry when the damage is done
When the parents do grieve for their young daughter and son
Who has been taken from them in such a cruel way
And sorry it is not a hard thing to say.
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In the refugee camps of the World are millions of poor refugees
They are the forgotten survivors of droughts, wars, famines and disease
It would seem that their lives hardly matter they are like the pawns of a chess game
Yet those responsible for their predicament for their plight will not take any blame
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Too old to go to Queensland for to work at planting trees
In temperatures well over 30 degrees
Or to work with a shovel in mud to his knees
'Tis time for him now for to sit at his ease
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As I walked up a well worn path
By railroad track in Ballarat
Up from a clump of bleached grass flew
A bird at first glance that I knew.
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This time last year he felt so down tears for lost love he shed
She had left him for one he knew well his former best mate Ed
He felt so shattered by it all he wished that he were dead
But that time is the best healer of all no truer words been said.
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