Francis Duggan


Francis Duggan Poems

12001. Your Religion Is Your Religion 1/18/2010
12002. Your Stories Mate 1/17/2008
12003. Your Teary Eyed Day 4/26/2016
12004. Your True Friend 6/18/2008
12005. Your True Friends 4/27/2008
12006. Your Waking Nightmare 6/18/2016
12007. Your Word Is Your Honour 4/5/2008
12008. Your Word Should Be Your Bond 9/25/2008
12009. Your Worth As A Person 11/20/2008
12010. Your Worth As A Person You So Often Do Doubt 2/24/2016
12011. Your Worth As A Writer You Often Do Doubt 6/12/2016
12012. Your Worth As A Writer You Sometimes 5/25/2016
12013. Youth And Age 3/18/2008
12014. Youth Has To Have It's Fling 5/19/2008
12015. Youth Must Have It's Fling 1/22/2016
12016. Youth Will Have It's Fling 7/21/2008
12017. Youth Will Have It's Fling This Well May Be 3/30/2009
12018. Youth's A Blissful Thing 7/23/2008
12019. You'Ve Got A Big Ego 5/14/2008
12020. You'Ve Journeyed Far In Your Long Life 4/21/2008
12021. You'Ve Lived For Seventy Years 8/23/2008
12022. You'Ve Travelled The Miles 7/6/2008
12023. Yvonne Delacy's Brainchild 4/30/2008
12024. Yvonne Harrington 4/14/2016
12025. Yvonne's Sixtieth Birthday 2/27/2008
12026. Zac 2/7/2008
12027. Zephyr Hart 2/17/2008
12028. Zinnedine Zidane 5/26/2008
12029. Zoo Lion 1/24/2008
Best Poem of Francis Duggan

Racism Is Around Me Everywhere

Of human ignorance I am almost in despair
For racism is around me everywhere
But like they say sheer ignorance is bliss
Just like Judas betrayed Jesus with a kiss.

Some people carry their honour in a flag
And of their Nationality they brag
They feel superior and they differentiate
And against those who are different they discriminate.

So many people still judged by their race
For such there never ought to be a place
'A fair go' those untruthful words I do recall
There is no such a thing as a 'fair go for all'.

Though we live in a so called ...

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The Loves Of Rosita

About her ex husband Rosita don't have any good things to say
The day that they parted forever for her was her happiest day
His first name she told me but I've forgotten it's something
that sounded like 'rig'
She's sorry now she ever met him and she still refers to him
as 'pig'

She bore him three sons now in their prime on looking back the years seemed to fly
The youngest in his mid to late twenties not that long ago

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