Francis Duggan Poems

By telling them that they are undoubtedly great
In the egotistical the impressionable bigger egos create
As such people to praise not well suited at all
Since praise can go to the heads of the humblest words of the wise i recall
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To your higher self you can only be true
By paying the respect to others the respect they are due
You will never become the most popular one of the town
If in your own words you enjoy putting others down
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A story of the civil war in Ireland from generation to generation passed down
On the gunfight at the Carnegie Hall in Millstreet Town
Between pro and anti treaty supporters where at least two young men died
For their beliefs in Ireland's political divide
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They definitely were very sick in the head
Because of them many good people are dead
Under the gunfire of police they have died in shame
Unworthy to be even mentioned by name
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Where the weather never gets too warm nor neither too cool
In the beautiful old City of Warrnambool
A gem in the crown of Victoria's south west
As a livable City it does rate with the best
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Ka Egan of Kanturk was born and raised a Duggan of Millstreet Town's West End
One who in her long life did make many a friend
A good mother to her daughter Lisa and to her late husband Charlie a good wife
She was one who did live an honorable life
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In many years of scribbling I've penned reams of doggerel
But of any great adventures in my life I do not have to tell
Just your Mr Average fellow who knows of life's hard slog
Though always fiercely on the side of the poor underdog.
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It does not really matter if you were not good enough
Since you really did hang in there though the going for you too tough
Remember there's a difference when one talks of great and good
And though you did not get a place you did the best you could.
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I still recall how I often watched the badgers
From low branch of tree as lamp of day did die
In their mouths from their sett they brought out last night's bedding
For to replace it with long grass clean and dry.
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We never ought to fear the great unknown
Since Mother Nature sees us as her own
In our existence she had her own say
And to her bosom we'll return one day.
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