Category Archives: Liars

Going Mad

Are people going mad because so many people lie?

If that’s what people are like my brain might as well die.

Is lying on the increase, is it getting worse?

If so life is a curse.

Or are we getting better at diagnosis, I don’t think so.

Its getting madder, badder, I have to go.

When I find the cure I’ll let you know.

It appears to me its right there for you to see.

Its truth you see.

Tich Ennis

24th November, 2018

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Past Versions

I am not an anarchist now but thought I might be.

Whatever flag I fly people will fight me.

When young, as others, I said maybe I am an idealist.

I looked it up, I said no, I’ll cross that off the list.

Communism appeared to have something to it but, in practice, Hell.

Some kind of socialism, half measures, people cooperating if they would.

But where does that work, nowhere so far.

Nazism I rule out, or fascism if you prefer.

I wear no label, don’t categorise.

I venerate the wise.

Nationalism is a no-no, nationalism kills.

When I find out what I’m about I’ll stop taking pills.

Actually, I don’t, I smoke and drink.

I sometimes think.

I muse, I am amused, confused.

But not very, don’t worry.

I leave no mark, I am no snail.

Still I lived to tell the tale.

I’m not much of a joiner, I bow to no king.

My last words may be I did my thing.

Tich Ennis

14th November, 2018

Statement

The truth when perfectly stated is irrefutable.

Is that disputable?

Who says, you?

What am I to do?

Is one and one two?

Does the truth lie only in facts?

What about people’s acts?

Do you say motive matters, so do I.

May the truth lie in a lie?

A lie is the mirror opposite of the truth, as Shakespeare might say, forsooth.

So therefore yes.

When the truth is spoken is anybody’s guess.

I know I am not Plato, Plato is dead.

I speak instead.

Tich Ennis

12th October, 2018

Honestly

Are all honest people broke?

Sorry I spoke.

I would say no, there I go.

Are they few and far between?

You know what I mean.

It appears so, they keep a low profile.

A kilometre is shorter than a mile.

Am I talking about myself, do I talk of nothing else?

Maybe that’s how it is and how its meant to be.

Am I self centred if I say everything is me?

Do I have to ask, I don’t, do you agree?

This thing called life, this acid test, I sit the exam and do my best.

I choose the good and not the bad.

In a world gone mad.

I’m fairly easy going, rolling with the punches.

I trust my gut instinct, I follow hunches.

I forgive myself, I am my judge.

When I face God I hope he swallows fudge.

Tich Ennis

1st October, 2018

Fooling People

A man told me PR is misunderstood.

He was a PR man, was he good?

If a missile site is planned for next door to you you become a target too.

What to do?

A PR man will tell you its alright, sleep at night.

Here come the bombs, look the other way, have a nice day.

Does the big lie always work, are you taken in?

Mr. Confusion whispers in your ear, the truth is a sin.

Or so he says, who are you to believe?

Not the man whose job is to deceive.

Tich Ennis

20th September, 2018

Young People

Young people tend to say no one does something when they mean themselves, that’s true.

Do you?

I was unaware anyone knew everyone, I have not met that man.

Or woman to be precise, or orangutan.

Statistically speaking the population of the Earth is big.

They are not the same, some don’t eat pig.

When you say no one nobody you must mean you.

Other people exist too.

Stop saying no one does something when you don’t know or don’t mean what you say.

I don’t listen to rubbish, I go away.

I checked up, you’re wrong.

Sorry to confuse you with the facts, so long.

Tich Ennis

1st September, 2018

Solicitors

Some are good but they are few and far between.

Walk in off the street, see what I mean.

Is their brain at your service or their own?

Do you have to ask, leave them alone.

They go through the motions, that’s all they do.

And send their bill to you.

Go by recommendation, ask a friend.

The good are good, the rest drive you around the bend.

Tich Ennis

1st September, 2018