Francis Duggan

Francis Duggan Poems

161. A Glimpse Into Nature's Soul 5/30/2008
162. A God Within In Every Child 3/28/2010
163. A Godless Infidel 2/19/2016
164. A Goldfinch Is Singing 6/7/2008
165. A Good Citizen 5/25/2008
166. A Good Friend To Me 3/22/2008
167. A Good Man Is Hard To Find 4/9/2008
168. A Good Man Though 2/6/2016
169. A Good Person 12/28/2007
170. A Good Person To Know 1/23/2016
171. A Good Person To Know Of 3/11/2016
172. A Good Rhyming Poem 3/27/2016
173. A Good Sort Of A Bloke -new- 5/21/2016
174. A Good Sport 5/18/2008
175. A Good Story To Tell 1/31/2008
176. A Good Woman 2/28/2008
177. A Grand Old Pair 5/2/2016
178. A Great Person Indeed 2/24/2009
179. A Great Survivor 6/8/2008
180. A Greater Force Than Her 4/16/2016
181. A Grieving Mother 11/15/2009
182. A Grieving Widow 3/29/2008
183. A Grudge I Will Not Harbour 7/26/2008
184. A Happy Migrant 2/23/2008
185. A Happy Old Man -new- 5/25/2016
186. A Happy Person Always Nice To Meet 1/10/2016
187. A Heartbreaking Thing 4/17/2016
188. A Heaven Without Fauna 5/11/2008
189. A Heavy Fog 7/8/2008
190. A Hobby To Their Kind 5/17/2008
191. A Holy Person 7/28/2008
192. A Holy War 1/6/2008
193. A Homeless Man 1/28/2008
194. A Homeless Old Man 8/5/2008
195. A Homesick Refugee 5/17/2008
196. A Huge Population 7/3/2008
197. A Human Rat Race 4/12/2008
198. A Humbling Thing 2/17/2016
199. A Humid October Day 10/29/2008
200. A Hungry Belly Game 2/7/2008
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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Old Stan

He's over forty years beyond his prime day
With silvery hair and gray hairs on his chest
And whilst most his age are sitting and relaxing
And giving their old weary bones a rest

He runs along the sea shore in his swim wear
The wrinkled old bloke with the deep suntan
But for his age he's fit and energetic
And there is still a lot of life in Stan.

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