Tag Archives: Doctor


If you’re good at something you like doing it and if you like doing it you do it and get better at it.

Like this bit.

You should do what you like, that’s what life is all about.

For who? Me and you. Its true. Talk, don’t shout.

Get out and about.

Sometimes it’s a struggle.

My doctor is called Buggle.

So what, you may say, who is mine?

I don’t like wine.

Too much of a good thing is bad for you, don’t be obsessive.

That’s not progressive.

Anyway, I like good.

Everybody should

Tich Ennis

1st June, 2019


Godforsaken Hour

What Godforsaken hour is this?

Is everything amiss?

Death from pollution in the air.

Opioids everywhere.

Almost no one true.

Do I care, I do.

I hope you too.

What to do?

The answer is be true.

Everything is wrong.

Who sings a song?

How long, oh Lord, how long.

When at last we care.

Life everywhere.

Love is there.

When will that be?

Don’t ask me.

Who will clean up the mess?

Infernal game of chess.

It is not too late.

To say checkmate.

Doctors bribed to kill.

I believe still.

Is this your will?

It is not mine.

There is still time.

I write my rhyme.

What can a poet do?

Warn you.

Open your eyes.

End lies.

Be wise.

Who dies?

The choice is yours.

While time endures.

The time is now.

It always was anyhow.

Love take a bow.

An end to hate and greed.

In thought and deed.

That’s what we need.

My brain is old and yours is young.

Do I speak a foreign tongue?

Who is foreign, who is friend?

Is this the beginning of the end?

Do we travel round the bend?

It all depends.

What hand do you lend?

Make do and mend.

Start now, do I say it again?

If not now, when?

Never is too late.

We make our fate.

Don’t hesitate.

Why should you, do I?

Do or die.

I waited my life long, I wasted time.

My crime.

Start your rhyme.

Everything is going to Hell.

It’s a soft sell.

You too.

Unless you do.

Do what, you say.

Don’t look the other way.

At least say no.

To the unholy show.

That’s it, I guess.

God bless.

Tich Ennis

3rd May, 2019

Marriage Counsellor

A marriage counsellor of my acquaintance was divorced.

She should have become a divorce counsellor, of course.

Would you trust a sick doctor or a bankrupt financial advisor?

If you consult a jailed lawyer will you be any the wiser?

Have you met a mad psychiatrist, don’t say there aren’t any.

They all want your penny.

Tich Ennis

13th March, 2019