Francis Duggan Poems

You cannot have true friends without making foes
This goes with human relationships one has to suppose
The words of the wise person i do recall
You may well win some but you cannot win them all
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The little mottled brown skylark of human kind shy
Up to the cloud World does sing as he fly
A musical speck in the blue and gray sky
Above Clara mountain in summery July
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For our sins against others to Karma we must pay
This is how it is and it was always this way
Though many with this way of thinking may disagree
The theory of Karma does seem true to me
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In the World of Nature around us there is so much for to see
Nature's beauty it is all around you and it is all around me
The rain clouds in the sky are a dull foggy gray
And the rain drizzling down on this mid Winter day
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I was raised in Duhallow a Barony of legendary fighting men
Like the heroes of the ambush at Tureengarriffe Glen
On the Cork Kerry border in sky kilometers far away
From where i am living and growing old today
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In the home of the pee wee and magpie and the black pale eyed crow
The dark Merri waters to the Pacific does flow
In and out of Lake Pertobe on by Middle Island it flows on it's way
Into the Pacific Ocean at Stingray Bay
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Others may sympathize with you at your great loss
But you on your own have to carry grief's cross
Of one precious and dear to you by life's Reaper you have been denied
But words of sympathy cannot bring back to you your dear friend who has died
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Guns, bombs and knives are not responsible for crimes of shame
When people kill people it is people are to blame
It is bad people alone are responsible for deliberately taking people's lives
Though their means of murder may be bombs, guns or knives
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From late Autumn to Spring they look green and in Summer they look brown
The hills of south Gippsland above Toora Town
On a clear day one can see for kilometers around
Of the scenic countryside of south Gippsland from the higher ground
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Most of us are only numbers in folders in Government filing cabinets this is all we are
No different to a motor bike or to a motor car
Our existence to a very few only does seem to count
Have you ever felt as i do that your life to little does amount?
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