Category Archives: Liars

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

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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

Explain

Explain the world to me or must I explain?

Gaining understanding gives me pain.

The answer is in the question.

Teachers bridle at that suggestion.

Ask the perfect question, perfectly framed.

Simplicity is for what the great are famed.

Ask, but who to ask, yourself, that is your task.

Seek and you shall find said someone, never mind.

Untie the ties that bind.

You have a mouth and ears and eyes.

Use them to make a body wise.

The ties of ignorance are chains, cut loose.

Remove your gag and blindfold, what’s the use?

I speak to those with ears to hear.

The undiscovered country is right here.

Meanwhile I drink beer.

So it is down to me to explain.

Oh life, oh pain.

When you know the pain will disappear.

There is not far from here.

How may I make it clear?

I shed a tear.

What’s another year in jail, in Hell?

A year too much, free me from this cell.

So I explain, the key is you.

You know what to do.

I do too.

Explain.

An end to pain.

Explain.

Explain.

Explain.

Tich Ennis

1st September, 2018

Modern Song

I want to commit suicide but I haven’t got the guts.

Don’t you know I’m nuts?

I want to share my misery and pain with you.

I think that’s the right thing to do.

You’re nuts too.

You enjoy my stuff because you are a misery boots.

I don’t give two hoots.

I am a comedian on stage, I give vent to rage.

A funny thing happened on the way to the loony bin.

Or alcoholic treatment place or drugs clinic, where do I begin?

I am depressed and I want the world to know.

Its my ego, its not small, I am a bomb about to blow.

Yeah, well, so people get killed at pop shows, so what?

I have the ticket money, thanks a lot.

I made sense once but I forgot.

Cheer up some other voice said.

It could be worse, you could be dead.

Who says everything is futile?

Some guy who forgot how to smile.

Life is awful, you’ll get over it in a while.

Is there no place for laughter, none for joy.

Not from this boy.

I say life is a one way suicide trip.

And people say I’m hip.

There is a word, masochist, look it up.

When you understand its meaning I might shut up.

And drink the loving cup.

In the meantime, okay, eat my turds.

You don’t understand words.

Because you don’t want to, it doesn’t suit you.

People like you shoot you.

Wallow like a pig.

Call me mister big.

Since when has it been best to be insane?

As that stupid saying has it, feel my pain.

Your pain is self inflicted.

You are addicted.

Grow up, get out more, life your life you fool.

Did you learn insanity at school?

Okay, I’ve had my say, I don’t eat vomit.

I prefer Wallace and Gromit.

I smoke and smoking is mad so I’m mad too.

Just like you.

I am the meaning of this song.

If I gave you a rope would you say so long?

Who has the cure, you or me?

Wait and see.

I do not choose misery and woe.

I go.

And so do you, what are you, Asian flu?

Solve the Arab Israeli conflict and I’ll believe you.

You are not the answer.

Chancer.

As for me, I am a dancer.

You are a romancer and romance is false.

I prefer rock‘n’roll to the waltz.

I too have faults.

If you see yourself in this song well, hello.

I don’t want to say I told you so.

Music should be fun or transcendental.

Not, as we say in Ireland, mental.

Is there a place for gentle?

Tich Ennis

1st August, 2018