Francis Duggan

Francis Duggan Poems

41. A Chance Meeting -new- 2/5/2016
42. A Chance Sighting 3/26/2008
43. A Childless Man 2/1/2008
44. A Child's Grave 4/28/2008
45. A Child's Questions 5/31/2008
46. A Chilly Evening In June 7/5/2008
47. A Chilly Winter's Night 7/8/2008
48. A Citizen Of Claraghatlea 7/28/2008
49. A Claraghatlea Fellow 4/18/2010
50. A Claraghatlea Man 7/18/2008
51. A Claraghatlea Man Is All I Can Be 10/12/2009
52. A Climate Change Sceptic 12/2/2009
53. A Club Legend 9/25/2008
54. A Coastal Summer Morning 3/16/2009
55. A Cold Day In Early Winter 7/4/2008
56. A Cold Winter's Day 7/7/2008
57. A Cold Winter's Morning 5/24/2008
58. A Company C E O 6/26/2008
59. A Compassionate Young Man -new- 1/23/2016
60. A Confession 1/23/2008
61. A Contradiction 2/2/2008
62. A Cool But A Beautiful Evening In May 6/2/2009
63. A Cool Morning In December 3/2/2008
64. A Cool October Morning 10/3/2009
65. A Cool Spring Morning In Olinda 11/12/2008
66. A Coomlogane Christmas 2/9/2008
67. A Country Coastal Town 3/25/2009
68. A Cowardly Man 3/17/2008
69. A Cranky Octogenarian 8/9/2008
70. A Credit To Humanity 9/29/2008
71. A Cruel Word 6/16/2008
72. A Cynical Person 6/27/2008
73. A Cynical Point Of View 1/15/2008
74. A Dangerous Man 2/6/2008
75. A Dangerous Type Of Man 1/10/2009
76. A Dapper Old Fellow 6/10/2008
77. A Day In July 2/22/2008
78. A Day In Late November 6/7/2008
79. A Day In May 2/12/2008
80. A Day Of Rememberance 1/16/2016
Best Poem of Francis Duggan

Racism Is Around Me Everywhere

Of human ignorance I am almost in despair
For racism is around me everywhere
But like they say sheer ignorance is bliss
Just like Judas betrayed Jesus with a kiss.

Some people carry their honour in a flag
And of their Nationality they brag
They feel superior and they differentiate
And against those who are different they discriminate.

So many people still judged by their race
For such there never ought to be a place
'A fair go' those untruthful words I do recall
There is no such a thing as a 'fair go for all'.

Though we live in a so called ...

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Rocky peaks of Makarora in the summer wear their snow
And down the lush green grassy valley the clear mountain river flow
Songbirds piping in the beechwoods songthrush, bellbird and
This a place of peace and beauty Makarora has a soul.

These great mountains look no different than to when the first man came
They have a wild rugged beauty for want of a better name
To the coming generations these high peaks will look the same

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