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Explaining My Madness

I don’t do that sort of thing and I won’t start now.

What is madness anyhow?

A way of dealing with things and life.

Its all too much for you, get a wife.

Inflict yourself on her, she has illusions too.

She believes in you.

You don’t believe in anything or anyone.

You let it all hang out under the Sun.

This is not me at all, that’s you.

At least I know one and one makes two.

People like you rule the Earth I know.

I won’t pay to see your holy show.

Your madness is my thing, I’m sane.

You give me a pain.

Why be proud of being mad?

Do you blame your dad?

Since when is anyone but you responsible for what you do?

I’m sorry to disillusion you.

Who are you, Frankenstein?

God knows why you’re popular, your madness is not mine.

Who’s life is an ego trip?

When did you flip?

Are you hip and cool?

You seem to me a fool.

I live and die, those things are real.

Far from your fantasy, self worshipper from head to heel.

This may or may not explain me.

I say what I see.

Putting up with each other comes at a cost.

Must the world belong to the damned and lost?

A still small voice says be true.

It speaks to you.

Okay live on, rave on.

I must put up with you until I’m gone.

Madness rules the world I know.

I have not joined the unholy show.

Shut up for God’s sake, give the world a chance.

To dance.

I am a creature in a zoo, run by you.

I want to play from whence I came.

Do the same.

Be you for God’s sake, not a fool.

I met your like at school.

The meek shall inherit the Earth it has been said.

When I’m dead?

I am not alone, I have friends on the phone and here and there.

Ones who care and share.

But why I ask, for God’s sake why must I live in a lie?

Madness is on the increase, read the news.

Fake lies give me the blues.

Where are my blue suede shoes?

Its time to put up or shut up, so I do.

Heaven protect us from the likes of you.

At least sing a song of love.

Come, white dove.

I will say more, but not today.

I have not gone away.

If you agree with me you are not alone.

Give the dog a bone.

I need to smile for a while and sometimes do.

Goodbye to you.

Human zoo.

I speak from my cage in love and rage.

On a page.

I seek a cure.

May love endure.

And so may I.

Bye bye.

Ask why.

Must I explain the world to you?

Me too.

You are my madness too.

Under a sky of blue.

I feel I live in Hell, where is the way out?

Don’t shout.

Let love out.

Tich Ennis

21st January, 2019


Another Sunday

It comes around again. Will I go out for coffee? What then?

I have read part of the paper and listened to the news, and views.

I don’t know if I’m any wiser, if I had a wife I might surprise her.

The day is not over, there will be more paper and more radio.

When the world ends will I be the first to know?

If I’m going out for coffee I better go.

I read about a guy who’s started singing at the age of 61, that gave me pause for thought.

I made a CD, not many bought.

I am 77, starting on a career.

You might hear of me next year.

Okay coffee, here I come.

I think, ergo sum.

Tich Ennis

2nd December, 2018


Will this poem change the world for the better?

This letter.

I urgently await an answer.

Can I cure cancer?

Not without trying.

Is living dying?

I wish to wake from a bad dream.

That things are as they seem.

Don’t wake me until then, don’t wake me up.

I shut up.

That appears abrupt.

Must the world be corrupt?

I look forward to a change of course, of course.

Back to source.

Tich Ennis

26th November, 2018

Why Am I?

Apparently since time began people wondered why am I a man?

Or woman, as the case may be, eternal she.

What is it to be, why me?

Is there rhyme or reason, if so let me see.

So far it has not been figured out.

There are conflicting opinions, some shout.

Who am I to say why?

Ask the big eye in the sky.

Let me know if you hear tell.

You might as well.

Tich Ennis

26th November, 2018


What people said and people did are things you are told as a kid.

Including kid means a young goat, I don’t want to start on the wrong note.

Be sure to button up your coat.

They care for you, they correct you, without them what would you do?

In later life you’re on your own, but never really quite alone.

What they said then and you do now stands to you anyhow.

Ripen apple on the bough.

Tich Ennis

23rd November, 2018

Gullible Audience

Given a gullible audience I could change the world.

I am David, a stone I hurled.

Gullible means easily led.

My followers, should you have stayed in bed?

If you are credulous, credit this.

It started with a kiss.

You believe yourself, I know you do.

Why not me too?

But, what have I said?

I am not dead.

I tell no lie.

I will never die.

Sometimes I cry.

To those who will not see I say believe me.

Stop believing lies.

Get wise.

Must I apologise?

Truth never lies.

Mad. Glad. Sad. Not bad.

Truth is not for the faint hearted.

I have barely started.

You lead yourself, the truth leads me.

Wait and see.


More later, alligator.

Tich Ennis

14th November, 2018

Agreeable Me

I tend to agree with what people say, agreeable, that’s me.

Except whey they talk tripe, some fruit is overripe.

You need to hear both sides of the case, a real judge does, wash your face.

Am I all right and you’re all wrong, is that your song?

I hear you on radio and TV, you are disagreeable, you see.

I wish you wouldn’t all talk at the same time.

I recommend one microphone at a time.

The angry are so sure and certain.

Can both sides be right, bring down the curtain.

Tich Ennis

3rd November, 2018