Francis Duggan Poems

The World's wealthiest human being and a multi billionaire
And he would be a great man if he would only share
A small fraction of his fortunes with the many in grave need
With the Planet's starving millions who hunger for a feed.
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The poor old bloke who searches through the trash bins for cans and for bottles to sell
Is as good as the highest achiever for he too has a story to tell
And maybe his story is better than many of those high on the social tree
For life to him has been a battle and he knows about poverty.
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A pleasant day with a slight cooling breeze
And a forecast high of twenty five degrees
And blackbird pipe on a coastal ti tree
In Cape Paterson beside the Gippsland sea.
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When I was young I heard him speak in Millstreet
You might say then his better days were gone
But to the Millstreet Fianna Fail supporters
Their hero was the man known as Big Con.
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He miss the surf beach of the town by the sea
Where he surfed with his mates when younger and carefree
Often tossed from his surfboard covered in the big wave
Nowadays he feels that he might not be so brave
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Ten years ago he was a hero a parade for him in the Town
But now he is seen as a has been they built him up and dragged him down
Where are they now when he most needs them him they no longer wish to know
He now is one of the forgotten their hero of a decade ago.
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He is always talking to himself old Jimmy some say he's not right in the head
His bungalow once well kept and clean looking from neglect looking more like a shed
He is in his mid to late eighties his wife she has been dead for years
He no longer goes to the Local he used to enjoy his few beers.
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What St Patrick is to Ireland St David is to Wales
Of his life some factual stories and of his life many tales
Are recorded in history in Pembrokeshire a Village in his name
And the Cathedral of St David in honour of his enduring fame.
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She became an octogenarian in March of this year
Belinda is eighty a lovely old dear
She plays bowls she's a member of the bowling club
And she even sometimes drops in for a beer at the pub.
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Old lady luck's not on your side and things for you going wrong
And you feel weary in your heart you've battled for far too long
Up the steep hill of your hard life and your sense of despair
But tomorrow is another day and you should hang in there.
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