Francis Duggan Poems

He died nailed to a timber cross on Calvary
The one whose name and deeds outlive mortality
The son of God Jesus by men crucified
The one who has millions of followers Worldwide
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You power hungry politicians to you can i make it clear
That your deceitful propaganda i no longer wish for to hear
On your demonizing of the homeless and the stateless your redneck voters to satisfy
Of the very poorest of the poor of a fair go you do deny
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You may have been born into poverty
As the child of a narcotic addicted mother disowned by her family
Prostituting herself just for to make ends meet
In a cold and damp one bedroom flat on poverty street
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You daydream of great wealth and glory and you feel a change of luck is your due
But daydreams are that only daydreams and daydreams do seldom come true
A change of luck may well come your way and better times to you may bring
But that does not mean the masses will know of you and your praises the millions will sing
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His best days behind him to the forever gone
And the clock on his life as ever ticking on
He does look his age a seventy one years old man
But he wants to live on for as long as he can
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Everywhere i turn to look i do see
The beauty in Nature everywhere around me
Pink blossoms are blooming on the fruit bearing tree
And the silver bill magpie proclaims his territory
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In life on our ancestral pathways we trod
We follow their ways and we worship their god
Their values and cultures we do happily retain
And though long dead their influence with us does remain
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With wrinkles and gray hair she is ageing with grace
But oh she does have such a beautiful face
With kindly brown eyes and a wonderful smile
One who is untainted by conceit or guile
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Does she like most others in hair dyes cloak her gray
The former Rose of Duhallow where might she be today?
Back in the mid nineteen fifties as i do recall
In green old Duhallow she was the fairest of all
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Many of the twenty first century literary critics applaud the passing of rhyme
As something that belong to another time
But rhyme does live on in the words of the song
With music to dance to and with to sing along
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