Francis Duggan


Francis Duggan Poems

281. A Humid October Day 10/29/2008
282. A Hungry Belly Game 2/7/2008
283. A January Day 2/28/2017
284. A January Day In Koroit -new- 6/24/2017
285. A January Day In The Moyne Shire 3/3/2017
286. A January Day West Of Millstreet Town 3/1/2017
287. A January Morning In Knocknagree 1/5/2008
288. A January Night In Millstreet Town -new- 6/25/2017
289. A Jimmy Carter Fan 2/1/2008
290. A Journey On The South Gippsland Freeway 2/2/2008
291. A Joy For To Meet 1/12/2016
292. A Judgemental Man 5/23/2008
293. A July Day In Port Fairy 4/20/2017
294. A July Night In The Country Town 1/27/2016
295. A June Day 10/9/2016
296. A June Day In Duhallow 2/4/2008
297. A June Day In South West Victoria 10/8/2016
298. A June Morning 3/17/2016
299. A June Morning In Ballydaly 5/25/2008
300. A June Morning In Koroit 3/17/2016
301. A Koroit Beauty 5/30/2017
302. A Koroit Truckie 3/6/2016
303. A Late April Day 9/29/2016
304. A Late Bloomer 7/28/2016
305. A Late October Dawn 2/5/2017
306. A Law Written By Mother Nature 5/26/2008
307. A Legend Of Rhyme 3/1/2009
308. A Letter Home 2/18/2008
309. A Liberal Party Blueblood 5/13/2008
310. A Lie 4/26/2017
311. A Life For A Life 8/29/2008
312. A Life's Winner 3/5/2017
313. A Likeable Bloke 3/17/2009
314. A Liking For Rhyme 7/21/2009
315. A Literary Dinosaur 5/1/2008
316. A Little About Life 8/19/2016
317. A Little Bit Of Self Interest 4/3/2016
318. A Little Bunch Of Shamrock 2/10/2008
319. A Little Fear 6/6/2008
320. A Little Hard Work 10/31/2016
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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Makarora

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
redpoll
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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