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They Sing Of
They sing of victorious battles fought centuries ago
But of peace and what it does entail little they seem to know
And you cannot even know of peace with yourself with anger in your heart
And peace and war as always are a billion miles apart.
They salute the warriors of the past and they salute the National flag
And of their patriotism they openly do brag
Ask what you can do for your Country with those words I do not agree
But ask instead of what you can do for all of humanity?
And ask instead of how you can help the one from another Land?
His religion and culture are so different his language you do not understand
But you get to know him better and to your great surprise
You find that he is even more like you than you could ever realize.
They sing of victorious battles the things that do divide
And it gives them a false sense of pride to know that might is on their side
But those who love all different races for their humanity
In truth are the true heroes and to peace they hold the key.
Francis Duggan
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They Stand On Nature's Side
Some influentials seem to think trees should not grow in town
And to build motor race track in the park they cut the tall trees down
The minority who care come to protest angered at what they see
But their protests won't be in vain if they can save one tree.
Their trees cut down the birds have left to seek new territory
And possum died a painful death crushed by the fallen tree
But Government doesn't seem to care by protest unperturbed
What value to their coffers is a possum, tree or bird?
Above the voices of the protesters the chain saws I can hear
And the Government claiming victory but they don't have a victory here
To cut down trees to build race track doesn't seem to make much sense
And any assault on Mother Nature is a serious offence.
To make way for a racing track a park has been destroyed
But the protesters at Albert Park in their fight can take pride
Each time they come to protest they stand on Nature's side
And though they may not have saved Albert Park their very best they tried.
Francis Duggan
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They Strip From The Poor
They strip from the poor like petals off of a flower
'Tis not about compassion 'tis all about power
The ambiguity in their words to suspicion gives rise
One thing they are good at that is telling lies
The poor getting poorer they pretend to care
But of how the poor have to live how would they be aware
They only need them for their votes on Election Day
Mere words as we know are so easy to say
So many more homeless than at this time last year
And so many living rough on the dark streets of fear
Due to circumstance of birth their young lives in a mess
They cannot get a job without a Postal Address
The numbers of the poor only do multiply
And the Government a fair go to them does deny.
Francis Duggan
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Thinking Of Olinda
Olinda the hill of the mountain ash trees
That can be heard soughing in the freshening breeze
That blow up the rise across the higher ground
In a place of great beauty where peace does abound
Where the songs of the currawongs foretell of rain
In my flights of fancy I hear them again
And the loud calls of the kookaburras unmelodious though clear
Though far off the hills to my heart ever near
The summit of Yarra Ranges countryside
Olinda for it's beauty is known far and wide
An Earthly Utopia such places are rare
For natural beauty with the best it can surely compare
In my flights of fancy I am walking today
In the high mountain woodlands from here far away.
Francis Duggan
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