I Am The Same

I am the same Francis Duggan who sat on the dunce's stool
In my young years in the fifties in Millstreet Town Primary School
And they were right all of those who forecast I was one not born to lead
That in the eyes of big brother I was not destined to succeed
At the things people are best judged by I am one without degrees
And the chances of success that I had been granted in my youth I did not seize
Yet in life I have been lucky of stress and worries I feel free
And to be in love with Nature is success enough for me
And to the World's most successful person I will be equal one day
In the bosom of our Earth Mother what remains of us will lay
For after all we are mere mortals every woman and every man
And the years we have been granted in time not a lengthy span
And from life I do feel weary and to father time I bow
And who will know of my existence in a few decades from now?