Category Archives: Politics


Extremists wear any cloak, they never smile, they never joke.

In the name of what is best they kill the rest.

Nationalism, ideology and other codology it kills you and your child too.

More deadly than the Asian flu.

What the Hell is religion for, to bring us hate and death and war?

How about love one another and everyone and all God made?

You live in shadow and in shade.

Is God a God of peace or what, you believe a lot of rot.

We believe what you do not what you say, Satan, Satan go away.

Allow a child to play.

Tich Ennis

9th December, 2017


Fake News

Pope to canonise Paisley to make the unionists happy.

Bob Dylan said Abba are sappy.

Jerry Lee Lewis said I’m better than Elvis and I’m not dead.

Donald Trump says that’s not what I said.

Teresa May, the Virgin on the Rocks, says what she really thinks.

Arlene Foster stinks.

Tich Ennis

5th December, 2017

Explaining Stupidity

I will now explain stupidity to those who have no brain.

There are none of those, the emperor wore no clothes.

A child could see and see it all.

Yet others chose blindness turning their faces to the wall.

Use your brain you dope you lazy thing.

See through the emperor or king.

Stupidity is not using your brain, you have it, use it.

It is really there, you didn’t lose it.

Is it true you’d rather die than think?

If so that’s why you’re stupid, my pen runs out of ink.

Tich Ennis

29th November, 2017

Who Shoots First?

Okay, international relations are at a critical point.

Someone’s nose is out of joint.

If I bomb you should you bomb me too, two can play that game.

Eternal shame.

Go on punk, make my day, I’ll blow you to smithereens.

Human beings.

It was ever thus, why make a fuss?

Will there be any left of us?

Here comes my bus.

I know I’m just a slob.

Someone has to do this job.

Tich Ennis

29th November, 2017

Straw Man

They clutch at straws because they are ignored.

When war comes you won’t be bored.

God preserve us from people who say they know it all.

I suppose I might as well be talking to the wall.

The great white hope or black may be a dope.

Leaving you hanging on a rope.

Who, just who, are the people who kill each other?

They kill father mother sister brother.

Anger is not the answer.

Don’t choose a chancer.

Who wants cancer?

They may be right for the wrong reason.

Is love out of season?

Tich Ennis

27th November, 2017


To dissolve untruths and expose them as a lie.

Is that what I must do before I die?

If so, why?

Why must we live in a lie?

People are fed up with politics and politicians, so am I.

It seems all gameplaying saying I’m all right and you’re all wrong.

A worn out song.

Certainly not true, hear Big Ben bong.

As someone said, how long, oh Lord, how long?

How long is life, must we put up with this?

Not if I have my way before death’s last kiss.

I seek eternal bliss.

What is the missing factor in all this?

Abandoned truth, ignored, unloved, oh lovely miss.

Thou art my target may I never miss.

May my aim be true.

I love you.

So do other people too.

You are not alone.

Not while flesh clings to my bone.

I hear your moan, your cry.

You are as I.

I can but try.

Arrow, play your part.

Aim for the heart.

Target, thou art mine.

Finest wine.

Now and for all time.

I speak in rhyme.

As you see here.

I drink beer.

A glass might leave a ring on this page.

Must I leave behind tears and rage?

Not if I have my way.

I will have my say.

That’ll be the day.

Tich Ennis

24th November, 2017

The Media

The media take politicians at face value and won’t ask the right question.

What a suggestion!

If your position is illogical, if you lie, who are you, the big I?

You make me cry.

Politicians don’t like being laughed at, held up to ridicule, that’s the golden rule.

Treated as a fool.

If you do that you’ll never talk to them again.

Look after your wallet, hold your pen.

Who’s fooling who, you again.

Out of their own mouths they are condemned said Jesus Christ, he was crucified.

Which politician never lied?

I realise you don’t want to be nailed to a cross, or get shot, that would be no loss.

You don’t give a toss.

Good guys don’t win, there’s no such thing as a free lunch, eat your words you miserable bunch.

Pravda means truth, don’t make me laugh.

Who will sort the wheat from the chaff?

This is just a draft.

Will I write your last will and testament?

“I never said what I meant”.

I see your trick.

You make us sick.

We are not thick.

Go ahead, put yourself first.

You’re on the game, you meet the worst.

You’re in the game, you play it too.

Monkey in the zoo.

The world is the way it is because of people like you.

Ones who don’t care.

You’re there.

The news is fake, you’re on the make.

It’s the world we live in, must it be this way?

What do words say?

Truth to tell we live in Hell.

Exceptions are very, very rare.

So there.

Remember the word care?

How it looks or how it is, politics, the news, showbiz.

Razmatazz and all that jazz.

I want the real thing, I am not alone.

You chill me to the bone.

Yours faithfully, war correspondent.

At least I said what I meant.

Tich Ennis

28th October, 2017