Francis Duggan

Francis Duggan Poems

201. A Lovely Day In September 9/13/2009
202. A Lovely Old Lady 5/14/2008
203. A Lovely Spring Day 9/29/2008
204. A Lucky Boy 3/11/2008
205. A Mainstream Thinker 10/29/2008
206. A Man For Every Sleeper 1/1/2008
207. A Man For The Ladies 7/7/2008
208. A Man From Claraghatlea North 6/6/2008
209. A Man From Far Away 11/5/2009
210. A Man From Rathmore 6/16/2008
211. A Man From Welshpool 3/27/2008
212. A Man In His Seventies 3/8/2008
213. A Man Named Bill 1/28/2008
214. A Man Of Great Courage 5/9/2008
215. A Man Of The Fifties 6/13/2008
216. A Man Who Knows Much About Nature 3/11/2008
217. A Man With A Closed Mind 1/31/2008
218. A Man With A Mind Of His Own 9/11/2009
219. A Man's World After All 2/5/2008
220. A March Night In The Village 7/28/2008
221. A Marvellous And Beautiful Person 6/3/2009
222. A Marvellous Gift 7/28/2008
223. A Marvellous Morning 10/29/2008
224. A Marvellous Thing 7/23/2008
225. A Member Of The I W Club 2/27/2008
226. A Memory 1/31/2008
227. A Memory For To Cherish 6/21/2008
228. A Memory From 85 3/6/2008
229. A Memory From Childhood 1/31/2008
230. A Memory From Nineteen Fifty Seven 1/19/2008
231. A Memory From Puck Fair 6/19/2008
232. A Memory From The Past 7/17/2008
233. A Memory I Remember 6/7/2008
234. A Memory Of Destroyed Beauty 12/31/2007
235. A Memory Of First Love 1/5/2008
236. A Memory Of Mcloughlins Beach 7/20/2008
237. A Memory Of St Davids 1/6/2008
238. A Memory Of The Old Glasheen Rill 7/23/2008
239. A Memory Of The Wood By Mushera Mountain 3/20/2008
240. A Memory To Cherish 4/29/2008
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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Rocky peaks of Makarora in the summer wear their snow
And down the lush green grassy valley the clear mountain river flow
Songbirds piping in the beechwoods songthrush, bellbird and
This a place of peace and beauty Makarora has a soul.

These great mountains look no different than to when the first man came
They have a wild rugged beauty for want of a better name
To the coming generations these high peaks will look the same

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