Wrong People

The wrong people are running this country but I don’t know who the right people are.

Maybe some people in a bar.

They seem to know what to do.

Do you?

Tich Ennis

Wedneday, 14th February, 2020

Sent to Leo, Mary Lou, Michael, Eamon and Brendan, potential leaders. Anything can happen


Eat your words hypocrite.

You don’t like it a bit.

Don’t talk shit.

Stance adopting all the time.

Acting off stage is a crime.

So this is politics.

Clever dirty tricks.

You don’t mean the words you say.

Who will pay?

The people you say you serve.

You have a nerve.

Here comes dead man’s curve.

Who live on lies?

Who buys?

Tich Ennis

Wednesday, 19th February, 2020

Religion And God

Religion is dead and gone but not quite it’s the train I’m on.

Religion is misunderstood, I’ll try to explain, I hope my explanation is good.

Its nothing whatsoever to do with ritual, buildings, preaching and all that, no.

It is what you believe although you may not know.

Your God is what you put first, money, drugs, drink, yourself, power or truth itself, that’s mine.

Voltaire said that too, that’s fine.

Nothing and yourself are big in the God stakes.

Whoever God is, does he have what it takes?

Love, truth, friendship, feeling, music, inspiration, everything that matters come from him.

You may have a God called Jim.

I know this from feeling which is more important than the brain.

A brain can be insane.

Who says he is a he, an entity?

I do, that’s me.

In reality gender and the material world mean nothing, spirit and soul are all.

Socrates’ last words were I know nothing at all.

Of course I love the words of Christ and other great thinkers and poets such as Dylan Thomas saying rage, rage against the dying of the light.

I could go on all night.

Tich Ennis

Wednesday, 19th February, 2020

More 3

Do I go too far for you, being true?

I have more to go, you know.

You waited for me long enough, when I come you don’t like my stuff.

With certain exceptions who are exceptional.

Everybody’s pal.

I go on until the end, my friend.

Call me round the bend.

Truth is the cure.

I am unpure.

Ok, second best.

What do you think of the rest?

Its an ongoing evolving thing.

Like the seasons, here comes Spring.

I myself evolve.

Earth, revolve.

Life is a test.

Choose best.

I am not the real one, I choose real.

As I said before, for God’s sake feel.

For each other, planet Earth, your home and mine.

Love comes at a cost, pay the fine.

The price is you.

Being true.

I try.

Before I die.

It becomes clearer every day.

This is not the way.

It pains me to say.

Truth never goes away.

That’s all, I have my life to lead, my mouth to feed.

Need not greed.

Tich Ennis

Tuesday, 18th February, 2020

Blame 2

Who can I blame for this?

Adam and Eve’s kiss.

Or whatever.

What me never.

What would I do in their shoes?

What have I got to lose?

What have I to gain?

Pleasure and pain.

Cost benefit analysis.

Analysis paralysis.

What’s been done is done.

Who won?

War has not ended.

Least said soonest mended.

Is a joke a cure?

I’m not sure.

Tich Ennis

Tuesday, 20th February, 2020

Mail Order Bride

I ordered a mail order bride they ran out of women so they sent a man.

I’ll do the best I can.

Nowadays you’re not supposed to care.

I’ll pretend something is there.

Are you allowed to say this sort of thing?

Will you be when Charles is king?

My role model is Putin.

If you disagree with me I come out shootin’.

Picasso had a blue period, is this mine?

Vulgarity is fine.

Put a woman on top was all the cry.

Mrs. Thatcher, why did you die?

Womens Lib have a lot of balls.

That’s not all.

Women’s lip someone said.

That’s the man for me, what’s he like in bed?

That’s a great unknown.

Will that black kid succeed to the throne?

I can’t wait, I suppose I will be dead.

Someone else can cheer instead.

One day I may be a saint but not quite yet.

Anything can happen, place your bet.

Its not over yet.

The abnormal is normal, normalise.


Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

That was written before I was born.

Who or what will come after me?

Wait and see.

I could say more, fuck it, I will.

I am old but not over the hill.

I am living still.

I must get the poison out of my system before I effect a cure.

How much of this can you endure?

I am not sure.

For a stupid person I am great.

In time to come you may lament the late.

I can wait.

My brother said people wouldn’t know what the late means.

Do you know anything, human beings?

It means dead, look up the death notices, is your name there?

Then you may begin to care.

Is this too clever by half?

It might make some people laugh.

I pretend I have no brain.

I’m only partially insane.

I believe in equality.

You are equal with me.

I could go on and on and on and on as you may see.

Does William Shakespeare hold a candle to me?

I know I’m not pc.

Tich Ennis

Tuesday, 18th February, 2020

Can Do

I can do things but I’m slow to get around to them.

You may say cough, ahem.

So I contacted two friends, I have friends, have you?

I thought I might ask them what to do.

Not exactly, I just joked, one replied.

Maybe the other one died.

Then I thought of saying this, what I said in my first line.

I decided to say it in a rhyme.

For now and all time.

I’ll leave it at that for now.

One day you will believe me anyhow.

Who said put your fingers to the plough?

Ok, I got it wrong again.

I am a man among men.

I know there are such things as women, girls, I’m not a dunce.

This is not the whole truth, I kissed one once.

My life is fucking miserable in principle, what about the bad language people use?

I thought of saying that in rhyme, what’s the use?

So ok a song said turn me loose.

I am as you may see and understand unfinished business, that’s grand.

Apart from everywhere else what about Ireland?

Speaking for myself I smell a rat.

More or less that’s that.

Get a cat.

Tich Ennis

Tuesday, 18th February, 2020

This is an addendum, something I add.

I am not completely mad.

I am not captain Bligh.

Not I.

The captain is ok, what about the crew?

You know what to do so do.

That’s telling you.

Ok myself, do I talk to you?

There are others, more than one or two.

They can’t all have Chinese flu.

This fool has not given up on you.

So who can do?

Me or you?

It takes two.

You say there is only one of you.

I say that too.

So what?

Don’t talk rot.

You are what you say and do.

Is that news to you?

We are in the same boat, I could joke.

Not sorry I spoke.

I could talk about deaf ears.

For years.

If you don’t believe me wait and see.

What will be will be.

You make history, you wrote the book.


Don’t leave it all to me.


Or plastic sea.

Plastic food, nothing real.

That’s how I feel.

Jesus, must I say it all?

Play ball.