Francis Duggan Poems

The greatest friend mankind could wish to know
The food we eat out of her bosom grow
Her lakes, wells, streams and rivers our drinking supply
Without her waters we would quickly die.
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Poor old Freddy is manic depressive but he has earnt all of his phobias and fears
At nineteen he was a young soldier and that's going back six decades of years
Who fought in the trenches of Europe where the most of his brave comrades fell
He doesn't have to fear the hereafter since he has been through earthly hell.
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The restless waves splash up white foam upon the rocky shore
But I feel a peace within me like I've seldom felt before
All alone with mother Nature in Inverloch by the sea
The world is so much quieter here and of any stress I'm free.
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What the future holds for us we are not to know
But our past it goes with us to where-ever we go
Your best years in life to the forever gone
But your past in your memory it is living on
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Of your feelings on human rights never leave others in doubt
Of wrongs against others one ought to speak out
To those who abuse others rights let your feelings be known
Them for their behaviour you ought to disown
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As a boy i often hunted with her in Matty Owens bog
She was my devoted friend Pudsy the dog
A big dark brown hairy female as tough as barbed wire
With energy for to spare she never seemed to tire
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My best years of life in the past and long gone
But 'tis the fear of death makes us want to live on
Old age is a punishment as some do say
But for each one of us there's a last night and day
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Though the accent I was raised with in me remains strong
My loyalty to any flag does not belong
Nationalism, Patriotism and Religion can lead men to war
To take on those they see as different in Nations afar,
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Behind bark or under wood showing signs of decay
He and his kind from the World hide away
Quieter far quieter than a frightened mouse
The one known to many as the common woodlouse.
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What's life about one has to wonder
In the sands of time the largest footprint seems small
The Reaper of lives will not differentiate
Between me and the cricket in the crack in the wall
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