Francis Duggan Poems

We never stop learning as the wise teacher say
And of Nature we learn something new every day
And the more we do learn of Nature the more we realize
That we know little of her ways is this a surprise?
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Those who like to talk of land ownership do not seem for to understand
That we cannot own what we belong to since we do belong to the land
The land it will be here forever and we as mortals are born to die
This is a fact of our existence and fact as we know never lie
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Non patriots and non nationalists usually are people of place
One might say to the majority they are a different race
To the place they were raised in true they do stay
For as long as they live till their life's last night and day
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The silence one might say is almost profound
In the quiet of the Tanyard in the burial ground
In the gray of the twilight just after sundown
In view of Cashman's old hill close to Millstreet Town
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If the law does not catch up with you Karma will one day
For our sins against others we will have some price to pay
What goes around comes around as the wise teacher does say
This is how life works and it has always worked in this way
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The nostalgia for the past in the migrant remain
To walk on the streets of the hometown again
And meet once dear friends he or she has not met for years
The yearn for the past lives in you though for it you have shed your last tears
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Though time that rusts iron has left you wrinkled and gray
From life you do learn something new every day
We have been learning from life before we learned how to crawl
Though never a new lesson for the one known as know all
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In the mind of the aged man there is the happy teenage boy
Old Bill is determined his old age to enjoy
He is in the local pub every evening for an hour sometimes two
He is determined to enjoy himself as many young people do
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You only make life on yourself more tough
When you feel that you are never good enough
That others are superior to you
You are what you think you only seems true
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The future does not exist and the past is of the what used to be
And the now is all that does matter would you not agree
Tomorrow will dawn and yesterday has gone
And we live in the now and time keeps ticking on
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