Tag Archives: Karl Marx

Madmen’s Cure

Ok, my older brother, now dead, I say what he said.

He worked in a mental hospital he said the worst was when the patients tried to cure each other.

Is this us all our lives, husbands, wives, your sister and your brother?

I mean madmen curing madmen, madwomen too.

Including whowever you are, you.

Various famous madmen I name here.

Said to be without peer.

For a start Karl Marx, Sigmund Freud and whatsisname Jung.

And many others who thought and wrote in a foreign or a local tongue.

God preserve us from those who know what to do with you.

May I say, me too.

Why are books so full of codology?

I mean theology, sociology and every other ology?

Why are those people treated seriously when they speak deleriously?

You may have a pHD in rubbish learned from some fancy school.

There’s no fool like an educated fool.

Pardon me, your ears belong on a mule.

We all know you like to sound off, show off, charge large fees.

Bring people to their knees.

No, I don’t bow down.

Throw out your crown.


You love renown.

The village idiot knows more than you.

He is true.

Tich Ennis

Wednesday, 26th February, 2020

Cure 3

Communism came along, the cure was worse than the disease.

I am no apologist for capitalism, bear with me please.

Capitalism is a word invented by Karl Marx, it used to be called free enterprise and still is by the wise.

People putting themselves first rather than what they do is the fault here.

It’s a universal problem, no wonder I drink beer.

There are good people getting along with things.

Maybe some of them are kings.

As you may infer goodness is the cure.

You say it does not exist, I’m not so sure.

Tich Ennis

Saturday, 15th February, 2020

Mr. Dictator

Thank you very much for making me happy at gunpoint Mr. Dictator or so you say.

Under you happiness goes away.

I like the real thing, don’t ask me why, anything but a lie.

If I say I am unhappy you kill me, I die.

That’s kind of funny, it does not make sense.

When you are alive I wish you were past tense.

Apparently its illegal to think.

Like Marx I write in ink.

That’s more or less a joke.

Under you is it enough to say sorry I spoke?

Others wrote and spoke and felt and sang.

They were not members of a murder gang.

Happiness, for instance, is true.

Without you.

I disagree you know what to do.

A perfect jail does not appeal to me.

I am not alone, when will you see?

Karl Marx meant well but sent us all to Hell.

Tich Ennis

Saturday, 15th February, 2020

Copy to Mary Lou, don’t ask why

My Fellow Citizens

My Fellow Citizens

(To Sylvester Bourke, Pat Hoey, Pier Leonard and Chantel Kangowa, my preferred candidates in Arklow local elections. As of now. Please circulate widely.)

         I fully intend to vote for one or more of you in the forthcoming election or elections. Why? I’m giving you the benefit of the doubt. Whose doubt? Mine. You have yet to prove yourselves in this great façade we call life, or something like that.

As far as I know, but who am I to say, you are reasonable facsimiles of human beings. Robots can be very realistic and getting more so all the time. Once I vote for you, if I vote for you, that’s it. I’ve burned my boats. I’m stuck with you until the next election, if you get elected.

Speaking as a semi-lunatic, driven mad or half mad by circumstances beyond my control, but that’s life, isn’t it, yes, as I said before, I strongly intend to vote, if I get around to it, which I expect I will. But don’t count on my vote, let the counting officer do that.

My point is I will have to put up with you for 4 years if you get elected but you will ignore me completely. That may be mutual. I have better things to be doing than thinking about politics all the time.

People like me are the electorate, for better or worse, and require representation. How can you be one of us and not one of us at the same time? Can you square that circle?

This may be a joke but someone said all politicians should be taken out periodically and shot. That’s fairly funny if you’re not a politician. There is still hope. You may not be elected.

To quote Samuel Beckett, everything is futile, it would be better never to have been born. He also said try again, fail again, try again, fail better.

He was more or less a comedian, not to be taken too seriously.

I too am Irish. So what? If I was born somewhere else I would be something else. And equally ashamed or proud, or probably both at once.

All good things come to an end, including life itself, good or otherwise. So you are going to make my life better. Says who? I didn’t make much of a job of it myself. I can’t really blame you. Not yet, anyway.

The torch was passed to another generation and they lit a marijuana cigarette with it. Fine words butter no parsnips. But they’re better than nothing.

To quote Dean Swift, and why not, in his self-written obituary:

He left the little wealth he had

to build a house for fools and mad,

and showed by this satiric touch,

no nation needed it so much.


End of quote.

What is your price? Will you fulfil my requirements? Do you endeavour to give satisfaction? Or do you just want to get elected?

I will sign my vote in blood. That sounds good, doesn’t it? Not mine, I hope.

A cynic is a person who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing – Oscar Wilde.

I know the price of a pint of Guinness, four sixty in my favourite hostelry, less in some places, more in others.

Have you read Less is More? Or Small is Beautiful? Neither have I. I recommend them to other people. Not written by Irish people, but we can’t all be Irish.

What’s wrong with Ireland that you want to make it better? A patriot is a person who says a country is the best in the world because he was born in it – G. B. Shaw (also Irish).

Karl Marx said something else but he wasn’t Irish. He once said smokers of the world unite, you have nothing to lose but your chain smoking. Or something very like it.

So, okay, if you get elected we won’t have to put up with each other for four years. I look forward to that. An amicable divorce. We all make mistakes.

Any of you could turn out to be another Hitler, Pol Pot or Shane Ross. God help us all. At least you’re not Nigel Farrage, not so far, anyway.

Are you good at soundbites? Do you tweet often? What have you learned from Donald Trump?

Okay, that’s it, fateful Friday approaches, the day of reckoning, when the sheep are sorted from the goats, the men from the boys, the girls from the women, the good things from the bad things. I’ll see you in Heaven, Hell, Purgatory or Nirvana, whatever you’re having yourself. Destiny awaits. Many stirring words have been spoken, I am stir crazy hearing them.

Ok, I’ll vote for you, something is better than nothing. Or so they say. That’s for me to know and you to find out. Take it on the chin. Roll with the punches. Let Katy Taylor be your role model.

Arklow forever! Or the time being, anyway. Sorry for taking up so much of your time and mine.

Still, you could be in jail. Cheer up!


I asked a woman was she a politician, she said she hasn’t sold her soul. A man I repeated that to said politicians have no soul. He used the eff word.

Anglo Saxon is a gift bestowed on us by the English on their departure. We are fluent speakers.


Tich Ennis

22nd May, 2019



In my last job I used to go to a pub and drink coffee in the afternoon when things were slack.

I would be back.

Also, I like relaxing.

Relaxing is not taxing.

The barman asked why I drink so much coffee I said it doesn’t make you drunk.

He said you go out the same way you came in.

Is my life a sin?

I worked in a car park, not after dark.

Someone asked me were there much opportunities for skimming, some people are like that.

Ok we paid for our lunch out of the takings, that’s that.

The pay was low, you know.

Karl Marx talked about redistributing wealth, burglars agree.

If there was no crime where would Gardai be?

What you don’t know doesn’t hurt you, so I’ve heard.

As for Karl Marx, I don’t believe a word.

Ok, in a hotel one day we had not paid the bill. I said if we don’t pay for this now we’ll have to pay for it in the next life.

The proprietor said pay me in this life. He has an attractive wife.

So, no, I don’t always drink alcohol.

This poem’s title is misleading, that’s all.

Tich Ennis

6th May, 2019


Karl Marx suffered from middle class guilt but he got it wrong.

The red flag is not my song.

A wall around a country makes a country a jail.

Million killing murderers make history without fail.

Not forgetting Hitler, Stalin and Chairman Mao.

They said they know how.

You may say what about the Americans, racist that you are.

They invented the candy bar.

Is napalming children or burying families alive alright with you?

Who did it, Americans and Vietcong, that’s who.

There are no good guys now and never were it seems to me.

I include the Chinese, wait and see.

These people say they kill for a good cause.

They make the laws.

Suffering victims do not agree and would be more likely to agree with me.

An excuse is no use.

We have heard lies before, we don’t want more.

Closer to home how about the New I.R.A.?

Local people wish they would go away.

Do you argue with a man with a gun?

Have fun.

Could everything be alright, yes it could.

If people were good.

Ask a child, they know right from wrong.

Sing their song.

Tich Ennis

1st May, 2019

Karl Marx

I should read Karl Marx but I’d be bored.

I slept, I snored.

Life is a serious condition if you look at it that way.

Serious people, go away.

The cure may be worse than the disease.

DDT kills fleas.

Also penguins in the Arctic Circle, it was banned.

Free us from plastic in this land.

People once thought aerosols were great.

What about the ozone layer, we make our fate.

Hell, I don’t want people telling me what to do.

Do you?

Tich Ennis

25th March, 2019


Sartre told us what to think said some Frenchwoman, who wants to be told that?

Not even my cat.

How dare you, Karl Marx, your thoughts are a farce.

Freedom at gunpoint, no thanks.

Stalin robbed banks.

Closer to home so did the I.R.A.

They have not gone away.

Are the Mafia here to stay?

I mention Sartre at the top, will these idiots ever stop?

I choose a lesser evil, thank you all the same.

I understand your game.

Tich Ennis

12th November, 2018