Francis Duggan

Francis Duggan Poems

14481. Your Stories Mate 1/17/2008
14482. Your Teary Eyed Day 4/26/2016
14483. Your True Friend 6/18/2008
14484. Your True Friend Will Stand By You 3/26/2017
14485. Your True Friends 4/27/2008
14486. Your Waking Nightmare 6/18/2016
14487. Your Word Is Your Honour 4/5/2008
14488. Your Word Should Be Your Bond 9/25/2008
14489. Your Worth As A Person 11/20/2008
14490. Your Worth As A Person Do You Ever Doubt 1/16/2017
14491. Your Worth As A Person You So Often Do Doubt 2/24/2016
14492. Your Worth As A Person You Well May Doubt 9/24/2016
14493. Your Worth As A Writer You Often Do Doubt 6/12/2016
14494. Your Worth As A Writer You Sometimes 5/25/2016
14495. Youth And Age 3/18/2008
14496. Youth Has To Have It's Fling 5/19/2008
14497. Youth Must Have It's Fling 1/22/2016
14498. Youth Will Have It's Fling 7/21/2008
14499. Youth Will Have It's Fling This Well May Be 3/30/2009
14500. Youth's A Blissful Thing 7/23/2008
14501. You'Ve Got A Big Ego 5/14/2008
14502. You'Ve Journeyed Far In Your Long Life 4/21/2008
14503. You'Ve Lived For Seventy Years 8/23/2008
14504. You'Ve Travelled The Miles 7/6/2008
14505. Yvonne Delacy's Brainchild 4/30/2008
14506. Yvonne Harrington 4/14/2016
14507. Yvonne's Sixtieth Birthday 2/27/2008
14508. Zac 2/7/2008
14509. Zephyr Hart 2/17/2008
14510. Zinnedine Zidane 5/26/2008
14511. Zoo Lion 1/24/2008
14512. Zumba In Aubane 11/9/2016
Best Poem of Francis Duggan

Racism Is Around Me Everywhere

Of human ignorance I am almost in despair
For racism is around me everywhere
But like they say sheer ignorance is bliss
Just like Judas betrayed Jesus with a kiss.

Some people carry their honour in a flag
And of their Nationality they brag
They feel superior and they differentiate
And against those who are different they discriminate.

So many people still judged by their race
For such there never ought to be a place
'A fair go' those untruthful words I do recall
There is no such a thing as a 'fair go for all'.

Though we live in a so called ...

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Rocky peaks of Makarora in the summer wear their snow
And down the lush green grassy valley the clear mountain river flow
Songbirds piping in the beechwoods songthrush, bellbird and
This a place of peace and beauty Makarora has a soul.

These great mountains look no different than to when the first man came
They have a wild rugged beauty for want of a better name
To the coming generations these high peaks will look the same

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