Francis Duggan


Francis Duggan Poems

201. A Heavy Fog 7/8/2008
202. A Hobby To Their Kind 5/17/2008
203. A Holy Person 7/28/2008
204. A Holy War 1/6/2008
205. A Homeless Man 1/28/2008
206. A Homeless Old Man 8/5/2008
207. A Homesick Refugee 5/17/2008
208. A Huge Population 7/3/2008
209. A Human Rat Race 4/12/2008
210. A Humbling Thing 2/17/2016
211. A Humid October Day 10/29/2008
212. A Hungry Belly Game 2/7/2008
213. A January Morning In Knocknagree 1/5/2008
214. A Jimmy Carter Fan 2/1/2008
215. A Journey On The South Gippsland Freeway 2/2/2008
216. A Joy For To Meet 1/12/2016
217. A Judgemental Man 5/23/2008
218. A July Night In The Country Town 1/27/2016
219. A June Day In Duhallow 2/4/2008
220. A June Morning 3/17/2016
221. A June Morning In Ballydaly 5/25/2008
222. A June Morning In Koroit 3/17/2016
223. A Koroit Truckie 3/6/2016
224. A Law Written By Mother Nature 5/26/2008
225. A Legend Of Rhyme 3/1/2009
226. A Letter Home 2/18/2008
227. A Liberal Party Blueblood 5/13/2008
228. A Life For A Life 8/29/2008
229. A Likeable Bloke 3/17/2009
230. A Liking For Rhyme 7/21/2009
231. A Literary Dinosaur 5/1/2008
232. A Little Bit Of Self Interest 4/3/2016
233. A Little Bunch Of Shamrock 2/10/2008
234. A Little Fear 6/6/2008
235. A Little Joy And Laughter 5/17/2008
236. A Little Piece Of History 1/31/2008
237. A Little Self Improvement 6/1/2008
238. A Lively Old Man 9/17/2008
239. A Local Outsider 6/17/2008
240. A Loner 2/27/2016
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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