Francis Duggan Poems

What is wrong with politicians most of them lack in ruth
And most of them have a problem with telling of the truth
When asked a simple question they give an ambiguous reply
Why they behave in such a manner why bother to wonder why
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For to kill other people some commit suicide
And by far too many in war zones have died
And war always breaks out when men disagree
This is how it is and it always will be
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For to kill other people some commit suicide
And by far too many in war zones have died
And war always breaks out when men disagree
This is how it is and it always will be
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In Millstreet as a young fellow i was not a bright boy of the school
But nobody cares where i came from in Illowa near Warrnambool
Or what i did in my working existence or if i do have uni degrees
Though in Illowa like all other places money does never grow on the trees
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You may never be wealthy and famous one daily in the news Worldwide
But that success it can be quite relative is something that cannot be denied
Some of those known to be quite wealthy and famous are not very nice people at all
They never do anyone favors in their ways they can be quite small
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He believes that life after the death of the body is based on a theological lie
And that God is a manufactured brand name and the soul with the body does die
He is one of the Godless people without a God for to pray to
For to follow the preaching of others is something he never would do
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It is true about time it does take care of all
Life forms including people from the great to the small
If not to the chainsaw the great tree strong and tall
To the wear of old age does eventually fall
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I do know that my rhymes are a bit rough
Or that i never will be seen as good enough
To be honored with the title of a poet
I am not worthy of such literary note
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Old Guiseppe he talks of Rome every day
The City he was born and raised in from here far away
Perhaps he will die in Geelong in Victoria a long way from home
Far south of his beloved City of Rome
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My friends of the past over there i have not seen for some while
And between us in distance there is many a mile
And though them i have not seen for decades of years
For what used to be i have shed all of my tears
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