Tag Archives: Death

Iran U.S.

Iran and the U.S. don’t trust each other and with good cause.

They remember past wars.

The Iranian powers that be are full of hate.

The Americans, God help us, will not wait.

Oil anyway pollutes the Earth.

This is my tuppence hapenny worth.

Do both sides regard each other as mad or just bad?

I am sad.

Revenge is not a pretty thing, we all love our country, where is a good king?

Hate and greed for power can lead to all out war.

That is not what we are on Earth for.

Right now no one has full control of the situation.

Each may bring death to their nation.

And to many sisters and brothers.

This happens when people don’t care about others.

My poem does not say to Hell with you all.

Read the writing on the wall.

Tich Ennis

15th July, 2019

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Test

Ok, I’ll have to do better than my best.

I failed the test.

Whose test? Mine.

I did not write the perfect line.

Is a line all it takes?

To end heartbreaks.

Possibly slightly more, to proceed at length would be to bore.

What’s the point of writing about how hard it is to be me?

All I want to do is set you free.

Who must I set free first, me?

Free from Hell and Purgatory.

Let he who is without sin cast the first stone.

Otherwise leave me alone.

If I don’t do it, who?

Maybe you.

Alright I’ll try.

Before I die.

Tich Ennis

27th April, 2019

Last Joke

People don’t like my serious stuff, it’s a matter of life or death.

Must I joke with my last breath?

Life is a joke, don’t take it seriously.

Drunks speak the truth deliriously.

This may be gibberish.

Translate it into Yiddish.

That will keep you off the streets, out of harms way.

I can’t think of anything else to say.

Tich Ennis

28th March, 2019

Debt

God let me off this week, I have no debts to pay.

I still have debts, they have not gone away.

Someday I will pay the ultimate debt, with my death.

My last breath.

Then I will pay for my crimes.

And good times.

Unfortunately in my life I ran up a debt or two.

I owe my life to you.

Oh ultimate hitman, let me off.

What price a smoker’s cough?

Tich Ennis

3rd December, 2018

Still Voice

A still small voice said that is right the stronger voice said good night.

The still voice said do not shout the strong voice said I know what its all about.

The still voice said you use the word I if you do that we will die.

The strong voice said shut up you fool I was the bully at my school.

The still voice said you murder me the strong voice said I do it in the name of free.

The still voice said you fly a false flag a flag is after all a rag.

The strong voice said how dare you insult what is great I condemn you to your fate.

The still voice said you know you’re wrong the strong voice said get back in your box where you belong.

The strong voice said I rule the roost shut up still voice your goose is cooked.

The still voice said when will peace be the strong voice said I believe in me.

That’s the trouble don’t you see said the still voice silently.

Tich Ennis

13th January, 2018

Mount St. Helens

One day of days it blew up while I drank McDonald’s from a paper cup.

I looked up.

Nature had come back again, I thought I told it to shut up.

In my temperature controlled room I ignore the day of doom.

But then, oh God, lava flows!

Why did that happen, God only knows.

What about my Nike clothes?

Oh ancient Gods, oh day of wrath, is there something I forgot?

Oh Rambo save me, Superman, eruption was not in my plan.

Mr. Volcano now I know I am in your lava flow.

Tich Ennis

8th May, 2017

Message From Hell

All is not well.

Lies are everywhere, we breathe foul air.

We live on Earth, for how long?

Hear my song.

It has been said before, why ignore?

Dark and light and shades between.

Ireland is Green.

Should I end my verse with a curse, or worse?

There are enough of those, the king wears no clothes.

Is death preferred to life?

Adam, kiss your wife.

Must we destroy my home and yours?

Love endures.

Tich Ennis

5th January, 2016