Francis Duggan Poems

We all ought to know what is wrong from what's right
But show me what's worth fighting for and for it I will fight
But if we have to kill or be killed in doing so that's another thing
Though the praises of war heroes the majority do like to sing
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They are the first Americans the fact with us remain
Yet from foreign invasion they did not stand to gain
None of them has become U S President strange as that may seem to be
But to be the first Americans is their proud history
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Those who abuse their power over others in their lust for renown
Are those who are letting humanity down
They come in all shades of colors black, white and brown
And are to be found in every village and city and town
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It is said about writers that they are born not made
Though some from the memory are quite quick to fade
And some to their disappointment never make the grade
Yet every writer is needed in the wordsmith trade
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In memory i never left west of Millstreet
And the green rushy fields where the waterways meet
And in fancy i often does hear the birds sing
In a leafy grove in the prime of the Spring
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Birds I see often though not every day
Galahs the cockatoos in feathers of pink and gray
Their calling in flight is quite pleasant to hear
And though not very shy of human beings they are cautious and hold a healthy fear
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You have heard many similar stories before
His girlfriend is twenty he is seventy four
Together hand in hand they walk up and down
The concrete pathway in the park of the town
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What's life about one has to wonder
In the sands of time the largest footprint seems small
The Reaper of lives will not differentiate
Between me and the cricket in the crack in the wall
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In the clear blue sky woolly looking clouds of gray
The sun it is shining on a lovely Spring day
A high of a warm enough 28 degrees
With only the faintest sign of a slight breeze.
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For years as an amateur rhymer i have penned a whole heap of rhyme
Since back in the early nineteen seventies when i was in my life's prime
I have been addicted to rhyming long before time left me feeling and looking older and gray
An addiction that will surely be with me right up till my last night and day
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