Francis Duggan Poems

For ever lasting glory hardship price he paid
The founder of the Land League the patriot from Straide
He stood against the Landlords for Ireland's rural poor
And spent long years behind bars in the prison of Dartmoor.
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The dingo does not have many friends and farmer for him gunning
But dingo is a clever dog and he live by his cunning
The farmer on look out for him an eye out for him keeping
But dingo come and steal the lamb at night when farmer's sleeping.
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The sun goes down beyond the western hill
And darkness comes in with the evening chill
And all day creatures gone to roost and rest
And ringtail possum leaves her leafy nest.
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They say a man is old when he stops looking
And a woman only as old as she look
And you cannot judge the book just by the cover
Though the cover often helps to sell the book.
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I heard on the news on the radio today
How a young woman died in a car smash on the Calder Highway
Unmarried in her early twenties they did not give her name
Or not say where she lived or from what town she came.
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Those happy Morris dancers make for a happy sight
They wear bright scarlet ribbons and their shirts and trousers white,
They clash their sticks whilst dancing and you hear the timbers ring
Though 'twould seem that Morris dancing is not a female thing.
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He says he is good for the Country he goes to his job every day
And he works damn hard for a living and he's never drawn easy pay
And he is down on all dole bludgers he sees them as without a soul
Though he never tells anybody that he has two sons on the dole.
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I search for meaning in my life but meaning i can't find
It's just like chasing shadows through the meadows in the
wind
My boss is off on holidays out cruising with his wife
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If you don't judge and can accept other people
Irrespective of their creed or of their race
And help out others without expecting reward
Then you can make this world a better place.
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The judas sheep up the slaughter-house ramp leads her kindred to die
Yet as a reward for her act of treachery a long life she'll enjoy
The slaughter bound sheep trusted her to lead but she led them to their death
She does not have a sense of right or wrong or a sense of regret.
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