Francis Duggan


Francis Duggan Poems

201. A July Night In The Country Town 1/27/2016
202. A June Day In Duhallow 2/4/2008
203. A June Morning 3/17/2016
204. A June Morning In Ballydaly 5/25/2008
205. A June Morning In Koroit 3/17/2016
206. A Koroit Truckie 3/6/2016
207. A Law Written By Mother Nature 5/26/2008
208. A Legend Of Rhyme 3/1/2009
209. A Letter Home 2/18/2008
210. A Liberal Party Blueblood 5/13/2008
211. A Life For A Life 8/29/2008
212. A Likeable Bloke 3/17/2009
213. A Liking For Rhyme 7/21/2009
214. A Literary Dinosaur 5/1/2008
215. A Little Bit Of Self Interest 4/3/2016
216. A Little Bunch Of Shamrock 2/10/2008
217. A Little Fear 6/6/2008
218. A Little Joy And Laughter 5/17/2008
219. A Little Piece Of History 1/31/2008
220. A Little Self Improvement 6/1/2008
221. A Lively Old Man 9/17/2008
222. A Local Outsider 6/17/2008
223. A Loner 2/27/2016
224. A Long Dry Spell 3/12/2008
225. A Long Enough Time Span 1/2/2008
226. A Long Long Way 1/20/2008
227. A Long Time Ago 2/15/2008
228. A Long Way From 5/13/2008
229. A Long Way From Here 6/27/2008
230. A Long Way From Here From The Old Paps Of Shrone 3/7/2016
231. A Long Way From Here This Far Southern Shore 2/5/2009
232. A Long Way From Here To Duhallow 6/7/2008
233. A Long Way From Here To The Fields Near Millstreet 3/12/2016
234. A Long Way From Here To The Old Paps Of Shrone 7/20/2008
235. A Long Way From Koroit 3/16/2016
236. A Long Way Out Of Date 6/21/2008
237. A Long Way South Of Claraghatlea 1/22/2016
238. A Long Way South Of Millstreet And Rathmore 4/6/2016
239. A Long Way To Claraghatlea 4/4/2016
240. A Lot Of Men 2/9/2016
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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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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