Francis Duggan Poems

If there's a true God that true God must be kinder
Than the Gods the billions kneel to for to pray
The selfish Gods that men do go to war for
And invade Countries from their own Homeshores far away.
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You feel you are the perfect person for what seems right you've always stood
But who are you to judge who is evil and who are you to judge who is good
Your attitude does smack of arrogance for human frailties you do not allow
You look down on the poor struggling battler and yet to the monarch you bow
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What goes around comes around some are known to say
And the karmic seeds we sow we have to reap one day
The Universal karma individual wrongs do recall
For karma is real and is there for us all
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He won't be going back to the town by the sea
Or he'll never again hear the chaffinch on the silver birch tree
Sing in the grey dawn of a cool April day
By his old Homeland shore from here far away,
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One might say I've written a whole heap of stuff
And though I may be one of those seen as not good enough
To be called a writer one who failed to make the grade
But it can be said of good writers that they are born not made
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In a Finnow river pool from here far away
I recall watching dark otters as they fished for prey
In the clear sunlit deep waters they splashed and swam about
As they chased their quick quarry the elusive brown trout
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So many poor souls in the World of today
In poor suburbs near and places far away
They even feel thankful just to be alive
Their great struggle in life is for to survive
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I come from the place of the great grey backed crow
Far north of this Land where Finnow waters flow
Under the bridge by Millstreet Town on the road to Rathmore
On to the Blackwater to the Atlantic shore
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A bloke driving a truck at the tip backed into my car today
But lady luck she must have been looking my way
For though he damaged my car I escaped without injury
Thank you lady luck for being so nice to me
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Through paddocks and by hedgerows near Warrnambool Town
The Merri's dark waters slowly wind down
To the Pacific ocean that rumble and roar
And splashes on rocks on the Warrnambool foreshore
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