Francis Duggan

Francis Duggan Poems

241. A Memory To Cherish And For To Retain 8/1/2008
242. A Memory To Remember 2/1/2008
243. A Mere Infidel 6/1/2008
244. A Mere Mortal 6/19/2008
245. A Message Here For All You Poets 4/7/2008
246. A Migrant From Cork City 12/8/2008
247. A Migrant From Duhallow 7/19/2008
248. A Migrant From Elsewhere 11/30/2008
249. A Migrant From Macroom 4/28/2008
250. A Migrant From Sliabh Luachra 1/29/2010
251. A Migrant Here 7/25/2008
252. A Migrant Here And A Stranger There 3/12/2008
253. A Migrant In His Seventies 6/6/2008
254. A Migrant In This Land I'Ll Always Be 1/1/2008
255. A Migrant In Wonthaggi 1/20/2008
256. A Migrant's New Year 6/10/2008
257. A Mild Night In September 6/1/2008
258. A Mild Winter Day 8/6/2008
259. A Misguided President Of War 7/6/2008
260. A Misunderstanding 1/8/2008
261. A Modern Poetic Legend 7/27/2008
262. A Moment Of Weakness 1/26/2008
263. A Monster Fire 6/8/2008
264. A Moonless Night 5/22/2008
265. A Morning In Late June 3/15/2008
266. A Morning In October 5/3/2008
267. A Morning Of Sunshine 3/27/2008
268. A Most Famous I Am Poem 6/17/2008
269. A Mother Does Not 4/7/2008
270. A Mother Remembers 2/7/2008
271. A Much Better World 7/20/2008
272. A Multicultural Millstreet 5/19/2008
273. A Multicultural Millstreet I Thought I'D Never See The Day 7/9/2008
274. A Multicultural Spot 2/29/2008
275. A Multicultural Town 1/21/2008
276. A Near Perfect Day 5/13/2008
277. A New And A Better World 2/20/2008
278. A New Love Will Come To Her 3/24/2008
279. A New Year Song 1/1/2008
280. A Nice Autumn Day 6/27/2008
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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