Francis Duggan Poems

The gray clouds of rain are low over the bay
It is raining in the coastal countryside today
On what is a cool weather temperature high for the day of fifteen degrees
Yet how pleasant to hear the flute like notes floating in the freshening breeze
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There are times you are happy and times you are sad
In life you must take the good days with the bad
We know of times of laughter and sorrow and tears
In life we have the good and the not so good years
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Immortality for humankind is based on a lie
Us humans are mortals and born to die
Many of us our d n a in our genes will survive
In the children we helped to create a little of us may remain alive
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Of Nature so much to learn of in truth one can say
And of her we do learn something new every day
But the more we learn of her the more we realize
That of her we know little this not a surprise
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One of the most amazing big Countries in the World of today
Australia from anywhere in distance far away
A big and wide Land ofscenery and climates of vaying degrees
Home to eucalypt and wattles and pittosporum trees
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For years he has lived on the brink of despair
And life to him it has not been at all fair
Homeless as a teenager and often financially down
One of the forgotten of the poor side of the town
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Though to many here mine remains a stranger's face
I feel lucky to be living in this beautiful place
Surrounded by paddocks at most times of year green
As beautiful a place to as i have ever been
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In life we do fulfil our own destiny
Though many with this may choose to disagree
Good people for others good things always do
There is more to life than living only for the me and you
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No votes for politicians in the plight of the homeless it does seem this way
On people in poverty most of them does have nothing to say
One does not feel in any way any bit surprised
That politicians do ignore the marginalized
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The bull in the nearby paddock is bellowing tonight
I only ever hear him roar in the moonlight
I never does hear him bellowing in the day
Or on any moonless night he has nothing to say
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