Francis Duggan Poems

You've got a big ego you do come on strong
You try to convince others your ideas cannot be wrong
There are millions like you in the big World out there
So do not feel precious since your type are not rare.
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Who will be World top Super Power in a decade from now
To Asia's waking giant will all others bow
For like every Human Being every Super Power has it's day
And number 2 takes over when number 1 fades away.
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Our ordinary heroes wave their National flag
And of their patriotism so proudly they brag
By their type so often dreams of peace are destroyed
So much for the fervour of Nationalistic pride.
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When all of your life dreams seem unrealized and nothing for you is going right
Do not give up you just hang in there at the end of your dark tunnel is light
The light that to a better life will light your journey good things come to those who wait
And one day in the not too distant future some success you will celebrate,
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In the backyard in the mid day sun on the concrete path he
lay
Old Tim the dog is frail and old he's seen a better day
He slept there in the mid day warmth and to him came the
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The great Kings of the Incas their spirits live today
Where the condor o'er the Andes is soaring far away
And the ghost of Athahualpa is forever looking down
On that country he ruled over in his decade of renown.
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Suppose they can't help the way they are the people to you who are rude
And though they are well educated in their ways they are very crude
You did not ask them for their comments to criticize you or your praises for to sing
Their nastiness to it has a deeper meaning perhaps with them 'tis a power thing
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To seek a better life in Australia should never be seen as a crime
But he is languishing in a detention centre like a prisoner
serving out his time
Yet he doesn't have a criminal record and he is a good living man
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You say you are proud of your Country of you what does this say
That you are Nationalistic it does seem this way
And from Nationalism wars often begin
Where even the winners never seem to win.
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Like a beautiful pink camellia that's how you appear to me
That bloom in chilly August on it's dark green mother tree
So bright and fresh and pretty in the wintery wind and rain
That's how you've always looked to me and that's how you will remain.
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