Song For Fringe Dweller Poem by Francis Duggan

There's never much in his account in bank safe flexi teller
But that's the way it has to be if you are a fringe dweller
And those who like to 'Pigeon hole' have yet to classify him
Not middle class or poor or rich of status they deny him.

He never was much use at sports or sought out sporting glory
Or been devout religious sort or read a bible story
With no desire to steal or beg and far too proud to borrow
He only live from day to day and doesn't think beyond tomorrow.

What is a fringe dweller you ask? to someone he's a brother
And he live on fringe of human flock like lamb without a mother
And those who like to pigeon hole of status will deny him
As he doesn't have a social rank for them to classify him

He's not an artist or a poet that sort of life demanding
Athough they do know respect amongst their peers and have high social standing
And for any cause of any sort he's never been a fighter
He sees himself as a fringe dweller and a simple doggerel writer.