Francis Duggan Poems

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder may happen to be true
And arguably the finest in the town is young golden haired Sue
But middle aged Jim with this does not agree
He says my wife Kate is the fairest to me
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He feels that he is a gift to woman kind
But with self conceited Joe it is all in his mind
He says of the town's best he can have his pick
But his only lover Sally last year decided to give him the flick
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The Human World one big competition every day people with each other compete
For success and all that goes with it and always some challenge to meet
Most wish to be wealthy and famous but winners as such in the few
For winners there has to be losers this is not saying anything that is new
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Of war and terrorism we may never be free
They are closely related is how it seems to be
The difference between them seems hard to explain
As they both give rise to death, grief and physical and mental pain
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At least of his cares he is finally free
He died on Manus Island the poor refugee
A Tamil from Sri Lanka in detention for years
The poor bloke his passing has gone with few tears
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The power it is in you it is within
You can help to make the World better to live in
By being kinder to others no act of kindness too small
And carry the flag of a fair go for all
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From the overnight rain the by road was wet
As by the cottage of Con C the hunting party met
All of them locals for a Sunday of fun
In rain coats and second hand clothes not expecting any sun
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Jimbo who has just turned eighty is as strong as an ox
One who is not in a hurry for the forever box
Bald on the top with gray hairs on his broad chest
On the coldest of weather all he wears is a pants, boots and a sleeveless vest
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Though Annie was born in a Land far away
Home is where i live she is known for to say
A single grandmother in her early fifties of one offspring Bill
She was born and raised in a town by a far away hill
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Are you one of those quite unwilling to give
Remember it is not how wealthy you are but how well you do live
They are poor of mind those who live to receive
On reaching for the higher self they do not believe
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