Francis Duggan Poems

I won't be going back to the old wooded hill
Where the magpie at dawn opens his silvery bill
And flutes his sweet music melodious and clear
The songster who sings every day of the year.
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Miles inland from Hibernia's shore
By the roadway to Rathmore
I first saw the light of day
North of here and far away
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In a century from now in this old town
Will cars and trucks the streets buzz up and down
Puffing their black smoke to the urban sky
We have been told the oil wells are running dry?
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A magpie lark sung in the Townpark today
Peewee peewee peewee is all he did say
A familiar bird with a familiar song
Peewee are the notes that he pipe all day long
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Late Fall in Victoria in the middle of May
But for the time of year 'tis a beautiful day
The sun shining warm in the clear blue sky
And birds chirp and sing in the parkland nearby
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The waves of saltwater lap up on the sand
On this beautiful day in a beautiful Land
on the drying kelp and sea weed starlings search for sea lice and sand flies
And the calm coastal air full of silver gull cries
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Others look up to him and respect to him pay
'Tis his money makes him the man of the day
Up the corporate ladder he sure has climbed far
His paid driver drives him around in his car
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When I was in my twenties seems like only yesterday
I thought I'd never grow older my hair would never gray
But our life's prime passes quickly and time keeps ticking on
And now in my early sixties my better years long gone.
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St Patrick converted the Irish to Christianity for which he's remembered today
And though I may stand condemned for posing the question it may have been best if from there he had stayed away
For Ireland a latecomer to Organized religion before Patrick converted it's people was doing okay
Some religious people as we know in Ireland respect to children never seemed to pay
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He feels that all hope in his heart it has died
And that the lady of luck she is not on his side
His wife has left him taken the children she is lover of his ex best friend
He feels devastated he's not one to pretend
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