Francie Lynch Poems

Francie really is my name.
Uncle Francie has the same;
Uncle Francie is to blame.
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Birthed by altruism or selfishness,
Motivated by personal gain
Or the forfeiting of a nation;
It's the betrayal of friends,
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We are human beings.
(most of the time)
Being means to exist.
(all of the time)
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There's a darkness tempting you,
I stood still, thinking why
You'd be gone so soon.
I collected my things, my cap and mac,
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You've had fifty fantastic years,
Many were there but not now here.
And many are here
That were not there.
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Nero fiddled,
Trump diddled,
The outcome is the same.
Handbaskets are in flames.
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One wants six of one, or half dozen of the other
Because he'll cook a fine kettle of fish.
Fully aware he can't please everyone
For some see the grass is always greener on the other side.
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I appear unexpectedly,
For no apparent reason;
And I begin a conversation
You've waited for.
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