Francis Duggan Poems

So many poor people in the World doing it tough
Hungry and homeless living and sleeping rough
And due to famine and war so many are stateless and in dire poverty
Survival a personal battle for every poor refugee
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Though other Irish writers than he was deemed to be worthy of Worldwide literary note
James Clarence Mangan was arguably Ireland's greatest poet
One of the overlooked great writers by the literary critics of the World of today
He was a great Irish wordsmith of him one can say
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Life is what you make of it some are known to say
But for many so many it is not this way
Those born of poor parents with this would not agree
Without school education they only does know of extreme poverty
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Despite persecution that they are Nature's survivors of them cannot be denied
They live in towns and cities ands in the countryside
Big terrier sized canines in hairy coats of foxy red
Of their cunning and elusiveness many stories I have heard of and poems and stories of them have read
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Her wavy hair to her shoulders as dark as the wing of a crow
With a beautiful smile that told of the inner glow
And as nice a person as one could wish of to know
From the countryside where the Blackwater flow
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Galahs or pink and gray cockatoo
Live in large flocks as many parrots do
Birds I see often sometimes every day
Quite distinctive from other cockatoos in every way
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From Googledegoosh he has come a long way
A rags to riches story his is one can say
Now one of the wealthiest in the big town
It is true that one with ambition cannot be kept down
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The man who did have many stories to tell
Of late he is one who is not feeling well
His memory not what it was in days of old
And sadly it does seem his last story he has told
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A casual acquaintance of mine the other day
In unsolicited for advice to me did say
Since for it you never receive any pay
Perhaps you ought to consider giving rhyming away
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The past just a memory since the past it has gone
Today is what matters and life does go on
We learn as we live as the wise one does say
And at the stroke of midnight the past will be today
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