Tag Archives: Hell

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


Name Of God

In the name of God where is God if not everywhere?

The very air, here and there.

God is truth, that is not all.

We live on a round ball.

He is love, what we all need.

Rare indeed.

Love is giving, is this living?

God and truth are absolutely ignored.

If you speak of God people are bored.

Truth is hated.

People waited.

God is everyday.

He has not gone away.

When all else fails he will return.

In Hell we burn.

God is what you put first.

We have not seen the worst.

The Devil cursed.

The result you see.

Where does that leave me?

Hoping truth will be.

From ourselves set us free.

Including me.

Don’t forget me.

Is it good enough to wait and see?


If you want to know you know.

I told you so.

So now you know.

This snail is slow.

Tich Ennis

8th July, 2019

Arab Israeli Conflict

The Arab Israeli conflict has lasted for generations, I have the solution.

Drop an atom bomb on both of them, disregard pollution.

Why does nobody ask me?

It’s the perfect solution, don’t you agree?

I want a seat on the United Nations while you’re at it.

They’re always up and at it.

No people, no problems, Sartre said other people are Hell.

We are all other people, oh well.

What the Hell.

Tich Ennis

6th July, 2019

Your Life Story

You must live your life so it can be described.

What is a drink if not imbibed?

You may live under remote control.

You own your soul.

If you want to write your life story, have you a story to tell?

Was your life Hell?

If so why tell of your misery?

Who wants to read that, not me.

What makes a story interesting?

It keeps people guessing.

A story is more or less the way its told.

Learn that before you’re old.

Someone else may tell your story if you achieve infamy or fame.

Whichever, you’re to blame.

Tich Ennis

27th June, 2019

Peir Leonard

Can you be a rose without a thorn, don’t leave us forlorn.

You got elected, not as you expected.

So you are independent, not of common sense.

Don’t sit on the fence.

You may expect haters on your Facebook page, people filled with rage.

Threatening you and your family, those you love.

Far from Heaven above.

I cannot advise you to have a thick skin, delete and ignore.

Such messages are more than a bore.

Don’t dwell on Hell.

Tell them to get well.

I am a poet as you know, TS Eliot said truth is what is most hated, don’t let that get you down.

Look after Arklow town.

Love the sinner, hate the sin.

Where to begin?

Be constructive, not destructive.

Constructive is productive.

Say what you mean, mean what you say.

Every day.

I for one have hope.

I am a funny dope.

When you have nothing to say say nothing, mere words go nowhere.

Don’t waste your sweetness on the desert air.

Christ was angry with the moneychangers, let your voice be heard.

Truth is more than just a word.

Be, see, speak and do.

What more can I say, its up to you.

The ship is alright, it depends on the crew.

May your sky be blue.

Its early days yet, as we say here.

If you let me down there’s always beer.

Consolation is near.

Some become disillusioned, you say you’re there for the long haul.

Maybe a seat in the Dail?

Who knows what happens, you must learn the ropes.

Don’t treat everyone as dopes.

We all have hopes.

This poem is rather long.

I hope I did not get it wrong.

Christ said put not you faith in man, was that sexist?

Are you the one he missed?

You are a woman who has got her chance.

If I was young I might ask you for a dance.

I mean my jokes and everything.

You be queen, I won’t be king.

That sort of thing.

Tich Ennis

2nd June, 2019

This Life

It looks like in this life you more or less have to do everything for yourself, oh well.

Other people tell you to go to Hell.

Or consign you there without a care.

I offered good money and a guy thought it was funny.

He said ask on the internet but Hell, that’s wet.

Its full of lousy explanations by people with no clue how to tell you.

An algorithm is a step by step guide.

These guys would drive you to suicide.

If teachers are like that no wonder people can’t read.

Must I fulfil my need?

Artificial intelligence, for God’s sake drop dead.

Give me the real thing instead.

Apart from dopes who know but won’t say how.

They say its easy, when you do know it turns out they know as much about it as a cow.

Bad driving is bad manners, at least be polite.

Human race, why are so many of you shite?

Are care and consideration gone out of date?

Was I born too late?

Intellectual snob, what happens when you lose your job?

Check out the word humanity.

Show some to me.

Ok, I know the good guys are few and far between.

I’m looking for a human being.

I have met some in my time, not all old.

The world is better when truth is told.

When you think you know it all and don’t you don’t fool me.

Honest people agree.

There are the ones who say they know but don’t and ones who could help but won’t and those who treat you like a fool.

I met you at school.

And since then, are you the majority?

Sneer elsewhere, not at me.

As I said I have a friend or two.

Not like you.

Gold is rare but there.

Likewise those who care.

Keep searching and you find.

Peace of mind.

Leave the fools behind.

Have I made things clear?

Fools, disappear.

Wisdom is not your way.

Its here to stay.

So I must search and find, I travel on.

Hope has not gone.

The answer is there and I am here, when will here and there be one?

Tomorrow comes the rising Sun.

Tich Ennis

25th May, 2019


Somebody told me one and one is two, was it you?

Who said there are stars in the sky, very high?

The Sun may be described as a majestic orb, I wouldn’t say that sort of thing.

To my knowledge a queen is a female king.

These things I know because someone told me so.

A snail is very slow.

You can’t make a dead horse go.

There are lots of things to know, I have more to tell.

If I talked all day to you you’d swear you were in Hell.

Tich Ennis

25th May, 2019