Francis Duggan


Francis Duggan Poems

321. A Product Of The Society We Live In 1/2/2008
322. A Promiscuous Man 1/17/2009
323. A Quiet Place 3/26/2008
324. A Quietly Spoken Person 5/29/2008
325. A Rainy Day In Claramore 8/27/2009
326. A Rainy Day In Early June 6/4/2009
327. A Rainy Day In Late Fall 6/27/2008
328. A Rainy Evening In March 3/11/2009
329. A Rainy Morning In May 1/27/2008
330. A Rare Beauty 1/10/2009
331. A Rare Breed 1/5/2009
332. A Rat's Lament 2/24/2008
333. A Red Black Spotted Ladybird 4/20/2008
334. A Refugee 2/5/2009
335. A Regular Aussie Bloke 4/14/2009
336. A Regular Know It All 2/1/2008
337. A Relative Thing 1/7/2008
338. A Rhyme Of Innocence 3/21/2008
339. A Rhymer 7/22/2008
340. A Rhymer From Duhallow 3/4/2008
341. A Rhymer I'Ll Remain 9/19/2009
342. A Rhymer Is All I Can Be 10/17/2008
343. A Rhymer To Them Is A Poetaster 3/6/2008
344. A Role Model He's Surely Not 4/8/2008
345. A Saying We Hear Often 1/21/2009
346. A Schoolboy Of The Fifties 7/2/2008
347. A Scottish Migrant 2/23/2010
348. A Secret Of Nature 3/17/2008
349. A Self Imposed Outsider 1/9/2010
350. A Self Professed Know It All 2/18/2009
351. A Sense Of Place 12/13/2009
352. A September Day 5/30/2008
353. A September Night In The Countryside 10/2/2009
354. A Shell Of The Man 6/6/2008
355. A Shih Tzu 8/5/2008
356. A Showery October Afternoon 1/6/2008
357. A Shy And Single Man 7/20/2008
358. A Shy Young Gippsland Poet 3/7/2008
359. A Shy Young Woman From Kilcorney 3/6/2008
360. A Sign From Nature 12/22/2009
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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Makarora

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
redpoll
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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