Nothing To Say Poem by Francis Duggan

He doesn't talk to anybody not even a hello or good day
And his neighbours who know him by sight only refer to him as 'Nothing To Say'
In a one bedroom basement flat he lives on his own and he does not have friends or so 'twould appear
But old Mrs Lats his near neighbour of one bad word against him will not hear.

The day the teenage thug broke into her flat she wish it was all a bad dream
He punched her whilst demanding money as for help she so loudly did scream
'Nothing To Say' rushed to her assistance and her young assailant from the flat fled
Without him she feels she'd not be here for to tell the story she would be in the place of the dead.

He does not socialize or drink alcohol he is never at the local pub
He is not into sports as many his age are or has never played football for the local club
He just likes to have walks in Nature and he is always on his own
A shy unassuming young person and about him so little is known.

In the prime of life in his mid twenties his handicap is he is shy
But he is an honest and good person one who would not harm a fly
When an elderly widow was in trouble he was the one who came to her aid
For which he did not seek any honour and honour to him was not paid.