Francis Duggan

Francis Duggan Poems

841. An Autumn Day Near Belgrave 1/13/2008
842. An Autumn Night 4/3/2008
843. An Earthly Utopia This Beautiful Place 3/5/2009
844. An Egalitarian Society 1/7/2008
845. An Elderly Man Of The World 6/8/2008
846. An Email From Hannelie O Connor 5/22/2008
847. An Email From Nuala Taylor 3/13/2008
848. An Evening In Birds Paddock 1/5/2008
849. An Evening In July 2/4/2008
850. An Evening In Late February 5/13/2008
851. An Evening In Late March 7/28/2008
852. An Evening In Late Spring In Wonthaggi 2/29/2008
853. An Evening In October 1/21/2008
854. An Everyday Rhymer 4/13/2016
855. An Ex Policeman 5/15/2008
856. An Ex Refugee 6/10/2016
857. An Honest Mistake 6/26/2008
858. An Honorable Man 4/10/2016
859. An Hour Before Sunrise 7/22/2016
860. An Imaginary Letter To James Stephens 1/8/2008
861. An Inspirational Woman. 1/18/2008
862. An Interesting Possibility 1/25/2008
863. An Iraqi Mother Speaks 7/7/2008
864. An Irrepressible Thing 1/13/2016
865. An October Day 7/16/2008
866. An October Day In Millstreet 2/11/2008
867. An Octogenarian Jogger 10/29/2008
868. An Old And A Brown Country 3/1/2009
869. An Old Country That I Used To Know 5/30/2008
870. An Old Dog's Dreamings 12/25/2007
871. An Old Fashioned Rhymer 5/16/2008
872. An Old Grave Without A Headstone 3/10/2008
873. An Old Land 2/24/2009
874. An Old Man Talks Of The Hopkins 3/4/2009
875. An Old Migrant 6/13/2008
876. An Old Soldier 1/14/2008
877. An Old Song From My Distant Past 3/12/2008
878. An Old Style Brick Home 1/10/2009
879. An Old Tightwad 12/8/2008
880. An Old War Vet 5/26/2008
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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