Category Archives: Damnation

Insane

I thought I was going mad, I feel better and I’m glad.

Life was getting me down, I am not one to wear a frown.

I am a happy go lucky guy, which is hard to be, I know why.

Whatever life may throw at me, I do my best, you see, you see.

I feel better now as I said in my first line.

Okay, is this a jail, are we serving time?

Its very good from time to time, I love my friends.

This poem ends.

Tich Ennis

13th October, 2017

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Smoke

Why is everyone so screwed up, including me?

I watch your faces, you see.

Okay, not always, not quite everyone.

Why do most look like they never had any fun?

Had or have, have it your own way.

All potential customers of mine walk by every day.

I went so far as to write a book, some enjoyed it, some won’t even look.

My brother gives my book away, for God’s sake why?

Alright, its not that bad, some pay for it before they die.

Would you die laughing if I told you a joke?

I am a living cliché, a poet who is broke.

And I smoke.

Tich Ennis

12th October, 2017

Lost

I left my belongings at the gate and hurried inward to my fate.

I rang my sister about my brother and did one or two or more things other.

Then I said, where are my things, who knows what misfortune brings.

I looked high and low and on the floor, then gave up, no more, no more.

I settled for a substitute, bitter fruit.

Later I went out again and discovered my belongings then.

Cigarettes, a lighter and a pen.

A lapse of memory occurred.

This is not my final word.

I found what’s lost, oh welcome home!

Turn of the tide, bedecked with foam.

Tich Ennis

10th October, 2017

Way

Which way to the world and which way back?

Can I get in through a crack?

I am a poet no one knows.

I wear old clothes.

I have a big nose.

I like the word penumbra but I haven’t got one of those.

Must I toil and weep and moan?

Who pays for my telephone?

I wend along my meandery way.

Never forgetting bills to pay.

Who hears what I have to say?

One or two, maybe you.

Tich Ennis

9th October, 2017

Computer

A computer means exactly what it says, they’d drive you crazy.

Or am I lazy?

Why are they so complicated?

I awaited enlightenment, I waited and waited.

Sooner or later it came along, I was doing things wrong.

Ask exactly the right question, that is my suggestion.

You too must mean what you say.

Have a nice day.

Hello world, I’ve seen the world, I didn’t like it.

Will I catch a bus or bike it?

Tich Ennis

3rd October, 2017

Solution

Concepts are converging, so a Russian scientist said.

Things are mighty complex, will I know before I’m dead?

The Devil has been described as the master of confusion.

String theory is a ball of twine, just another illusion.

The theory of everything, when will it emerge?

Oh my God simplicity, towards thee I ever urge.

When theory and practice are one in one place then and only then are we in a state of grace.

Human race wash your face.

Tich Ennis

3rd October, 2017

Stupidity

Me: In the seventeen hundreds someone wrote a book which is still in print with the title Great Popular Delusions and the Madness of Crowds.

He: Brilliant.

Me: If he was alive today he could update it. It was about the South Sea Bubble and people paying ten thousand pounds for a tulip bulb. I can sell you a tulip bulb for only five thousand, do you want it?

He: No.

Me: Do you ever say to yourself how can people be so stupid?

He: I’ve given up asking that.

Me: In Cork there was a thing called Empowering Women. A man in England was said to have his tongue so firmly in his cheek no one knew it was there. I sometimes feel like laughing but don’t. What about men? Isn’t that sexist? It was a scam, a pyramid scheme. People who were taken in were interviewed, none of them said they were to blame.

He: They never do.

Me: One woman said she knew it was a racket but if she got in and out quick at an early stage she would make money, so she did. That’s like saying I don’t believe in prostitution but I have a brothel and it makes money, so that’s alright.

I said to a lawyer there’s a saying I can’t remember, when something seems too good to be true it usually is, sometimes is or always is. He said, usually.

When people are taken in by a confidence trick its because of gullibility, naivety, stupidity and greed. Stupidity can be defined as not thinking. Do they never read anything?

He: No.

Me: I remember saying years ago that my mother could spot a con man at twenty paces. Honest people can. They try to ingratiate themself with you, like Gay Byrne. That might be unfair.

He: To the conman.

Me: I said to an English couple, who didn’t talk at all, that Tony Blair was like a TV personality. Gordon Brown trained himself to smile.   You could see him doing it, it didn’t work. He should not become a comedian, maybe an undertaker. Television is a supeficial medium, its concerned with appearance, not reality.

Alec Douglas Home said there should not be television debates at elections. The best actor with the best script would win. Tony Blair.

         In the eighteen fifties in America there were snake oil salesmen, real snake oil salesmen. Methaphors come from something literal. When someone bought some as a cure all they would be followed onto the train and cheated out of their house. If they fall for snake oil they will fall for anything.

When Billy Graham was in London there were people going around local houses saying they were from the Billy Graham organisation and if you paid twenty pounds you would get into Heaven. Some people paid.  I read that out to my mother and said how can people be so stupid?

She said I’ll pay when I get there.

Tich Ennis

15th September, 2017