Francis Duggan Poems

It takes a coward to be a bully and a bully is always a coward
And by instilling fear in the non aggressive the bully feels greatly empowered
But when the bully is stood up to he is not slow for to sense defeat
To save himself from a deserved beating he is very quick to retreat.
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Home to wallaby and gray roo and weerloo and pale eyed crow
Between the volcanic rocks of Kolor thistles, scutch grass and bracken grow
Down the stony face of Kolor red hot lava it did flow
To the amazement of the first Australians thousands of centuries ago
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As a writer I am not seen as worthy of note
And I never refer to myself as a poet
Though all of the stuff through the years I did write
You can see on many an internet literary site
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To some 'tis mythology though many say 'tis God's will
Moses Fifth Commandment states 'Thou Shalt Not Kill'
Does this apply to humans only or life forms of all kind
The true answer to such in books you will not find
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In the park or the pub the shopping centre or on the street
One with a happy smiling face is a joy for to meet
Where-ever they are at joy is to be found
As they bring it with them and spread it around
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A high place in literature he does command
His name lives as the National Bard of Ireland
In his forty sixth year he died in poverty
Though his poems were not born to mortality
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There are good and tainted people in every Creed and Race
Make yourself a better person make the World to live in a better place
I am not saying what's original only what is known and true
In life we receive the Karma that happens to be our due
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The voice of a bird that I used to know
In fancy I hear the loud cawing of the silver back crow
in the fading twilight on a sycamore tree
Our past seems to follow us would you not agree?
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In Australia for political gain politicians politicize boat refugees
People who arrive in boats of people smugglers from Lands overseas
Without documentation or any form of identity to show
Every day the numbers of the misplaced and the Stateles does grow
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From the birth pains of a woman our life's journey began
And three score and ten years the average human life span
Till to the scythe of the Reaper we eventually do fall
There is a last day and last night for us all
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