Francis Duggan Poems

Are we that different to all other life forms we too are only born for to die
The only immortal is the Goddess of Nature all others are mortals just like you and I
We really should not take ourselves too seriously for life it does seem too short after all
And it will not matter to us when our life's journey is completed if the living our names never do recall
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For one reason or for the other their Homelands they have chosen to leave
From different Nations and cultures and on different Gods they believe
They bring with them their foods and their cultures they bring with them their music and song
And yet to the one human family all people as one do belong
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In Iraq they did seek their glory But Iraq for them their pit of shame
These so called leaders of the so called Coalition of the Willing the egotistical who never take any blame
For causing such heartbreak and suffering and inflicting on so many pain
From past wars leaders have not learned mistakes are repeated again.
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I envy them their unrestricted freedom they spend most of their time in the sky
Above the flatlands and valleys and mountains with so little effort they fly
All species of swallows are similar and they can be seen almost Worldwide
They can be seen above Villages, rural and coastal Towns and Cities and flying above the countryside
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Through our circumstance of birth and Nationality we may feel of superior kind
But the good and bad in other races in our travels we will find
We may look on some to us as inferior see them as weeds amongst the flowers
But to us they must be equal since their blood flows red like ours.
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You tell everyone of your greatness of how wonderful you think you are
And they wink behind your back when you tell them of your recent big buy your brand new car
They look on you as rather boastful since your own praises you only sing
In self esteem you are not lacking and that in itself is a good thing,
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We live in the age of the ism or so 'twould seem that way
And if to the majority you seem different for you there is some price to pay
For with some people it does seem that ignorance is bliss
And their chance of putting you down they are not going to miss
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Perhaps I'll never see the old hill again
Or hear the robin sing in the wind and the rain
Old friends like me are many years past their life's prime
We all are mere mortals and become victims of time.
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They do not have a creed or a gender
Or any one colour of skin
The victims of poor circumstances
The people not born to win.
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A walk by the old Finnow river
A thing that I used to enjoy
I had my first lessons in Nature
When I was a very young boy.
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