Francis Duggan


Francis Duggan Poems

1161. Clive 8/26/2008
1162. Cloudy May Morning In Coolikerane 1/25/2008
1163. Coastal People 5/15/2008
1164. Cobargo Of The Snowy 1/9/2008
1165. Cockatoo Twelve Years On '1995' 1/1/2008
1166. Colac's Cliff Young 10/29/2008
1167. Colette Dunne 8/16/2009
1168. Colette The Whale 8/29/2008
1169. Collateral Damage 2/2/2008
1170. Common Bronzewing 6/15/2008
1171. Common Bronzewings 7/20/2008
1172. Compared To Him 2/8/2008
1173. Compared To Many 7/10/2008
1174. Compared To Many Others 7/26/2008
1175. Compared To Most I Feel So Lucky 8/29/2008
1176. Compared To Some 5/28/2008
1177. Compared To Some My Worries 1/5/2009
1178. Compassion 3/25/2008
1179. Compassion And Empathy 3/28/2010
1180. Compassion And Kindness 4/19/2009
1181. Con And Dotie 3/21/2008
1182. Con And Kate 2/3/2008
1183. Con Dennehy 1/25/2008
1184. Con Harrington 5/15/2008
1185. Con Sullivan 5/10/2008
1186. Con The Lake 2/20/2008
1187. Con The Master 3/4/2008
1188. Concentrate On The Present 5/18/2008
1189. Conchubar O Healaithe 3/1/2010
1190. Confused In My Thinking 5/13/2008
1191. Congratulations Tony Abbott 3/31/2008
1192. Connie Coakley 3/25/2008
1193. Connie Kelly And Morty Cronin 7/12/2008
1194. Conservative People 7/23/2008
1195. Cool Tubrid Water 1/25/2008
1196. Coolikerane 2/21/2008
1197. Corinella 1/30/2008
1198. Cormac Dinneen 2/8/2008
1199. Corporate Crims 4/5/2008
1200. Couldn'T Care Less 10/27/2009
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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Makarora

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
redpoll
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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