Francis Duggan Poems

Most of us humans are tribal why otherwise pretend
And only one who is like minded you wish for as a friend
Though some of those who in thinking are different known to find common ground
Among the like minded strong bonds of friendship are found
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Home to echidna, roo, wallaby and dark pale eyed crow
The flat brown, bare and dry country where old Murray crawls silent, deep and slow
On through Tailem Bend as it nears the Pacifuc shore
Where it has flowed forever and will forever more
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Though of any miracles in my life i do not have of to tell
I often drank of the clear spring water of holy Tubrid Well
But never to do the rounds there for to pray
To Mary Christ's mother in the month of May
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Addicted to narcotics and financially down
The young man who hails from a western town
Three of the last four years of his life he has spent in jail
It does seem in life he is one destined to fail
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How nice for to hear on a sunny April day
In the eucalypt woodland just across the way
The bubbling song of a bird in a territorial display
With sharp hook on bill and in feathers of dark brown and gray
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Make the most of your young years time ticks on and on
At the stroke of midnight today will have gone
And who is to know what tomorrow will bring
The future remains as an uncertain thing
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It does speak every language why otherwise pretend
The one with plenty of money is never short of a friend
That the poor have few friends only true for to say
Money speaks every language it is always this way
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Just hearing them singing in the backyard today
Their twittering songs take me to a place far away
In groves of Duhallow in Summer's prime
Their kin birds i heard singing many a time
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In her early fifties Kate big Bill Bago's wife
She does have a face that is saddened from life
They had one offspring six years ago their son Dave
From a drug overdose went to an early grave
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Home to badger and rook and the silver backed crow
The flat rushy fields where the Blackwater flow
On it's way through Duhallow in north Cork towards Youghal sixty kilometers or more
To join with saltwater at the Atlantic shore
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