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None Dare Call it Making Sense in An American Lesson

is my landmark first chapbook of poetry and prose, exploring topics as diverse as strip malls, school uniforms, Ebonics, politicians, "icons," and others.  17 poems, 2 short stories.  Dreamsmith Ink, Richmond, CA, 2001.

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CONTENTS:  Shaka Sankofa Do Not Hang Down Your Head, Where Are You Now!, Why David Cronenberg is Full of a Certain C-Word, ...And You Still Call Yourself a Victim (?), The Black Black Sheep, Welcome to the Club, In Uniforms We Trust, Forgive Me if I Don't Rejoice, Marybel After the Genocide, Iggy's Monkey Ward, Spree is No(t) Freedom Fighter, Junk Mail Be Not Proud, The Oppressor Rule Book, None Dare Call it Making Sense, Oath of the Emmett Till Johnny-Come-Lately Avenging Angel Society (E.T.J.C.L.A.A.S.), They Sure Be Touchy (Ebonics), An American Lesson, Giant Shoeboxes and Strip Malls  $8.00 ($2.00 shipping/handling).

Samples...

FORGIVE ME IF I DON'T REJOICE

 

Not guilty...

                                                Yeah!

Not guilty...

                                                Yeah!

NOT GUILTY!!!!!

                                                YEAHHHHHHH!!!!!

 

GLORY HALLELUJAH

THE SYSTEM HAS BEEN TURNED

ON ITS HEAD!

YEAHYEAHYEAH

PAR-TY-TIIIIIMMMMMMEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!

 

Forgive me if I don't rejoice.

 

The music and celebration

The fanfare and blessings

Jubilation for all...

 

except

 

the groups of bereaved

at the graves converted

to dance floors serving

prime cuts of lamb

or so they perceive

 

But the pain is real.

 

We've beaten the system

 

or

                have      

                                we

 

just fallen

into

another

trap.

 

Forgive me if I don't rejoice.

 

All the hallelujahs

can they negate

earlier slapdowns for mistreatment

yet to be owned up to

 

least of all by the inflictor

 

or

                do

                                they

simply

spawn

future slapdowns

by past wrong targets.

 

BUT THE PEOPLE HAVE PREVAILED!

 

(may

be)

 

Forgive me if I don't rejoice.

 

We have a dream!

But it don't seem to be Dr. King's

And what will happen to us

When we wake up to find

That our standard bearers

are neither Ali or Mumia?

 

Forgive me if I don't rejoice.

 

We believe that we've now become

folks to be respected and

feared!

 

yet

 

the real "lost"

are the symbols

while the enemy

laughs himself silly.

 

whilst we target not

what we should

but what looks good.

 

New segregation

disguised as New Nation!

"Liberation!"

by all costs.

 

throwing away all that

has helped in the past

an ounce of pyrite

is no pound of freedom.

 

Forgive me if I don't rejoice.

 

Beware of false icons

For they can destroy

Quicker than any bigot.

By axe or by rot

The tree will still fall.

 

Will it have been all worth it

                                one wonders

When the check comes in?

 

Forgive me

                if I do not

                                rejoice.

                                               

© 1995 Garrett Murphy

IN UNIFORMS WE TRUST

 

Welcome, dear good people,

Welcome,

                Welcome,

                                Welcome

and welcome once more

to the Back-To-School Fashion Show

of Monotony Elementary School.

We promise

                                YOU,

                                dear audience,

a great big extravaganza

with a brand spanking-new twist!

An extravaganza that'll rip

the skin right off your hide

with its remarkable display

of dedication to the cause of unity

and unyielding fealty to all High Authorities

and every Exalted Authoritarian.

 

First up we have young Johnny Kip,

attired in a plaid school uniform

of black gray and white

with freshly shined police department

patent leather shoes

plus white shirt, a black tie with

cube-shaped stickpin

and military cuff links on each sleeve.

And did you get that pout!

That stone cold military pout

unyielding and undaunted.

What a fine example he's setting

for all you young fellows.

Let's have a round of applause

for Johnny Kip!

 

Next we have Mary Sue.

Oh look at our sweet little Mary Sue,

dressed in a plaid school uniform

of black gray and white

plus white shirt, with gray ascot

bow-tied around the neck

and skirt of black gray and white plaid

to retard tomboyfoolery and provide

winter air conditioning

Gray socks

and black-on-white saddle shoes.

Look at the shine on her face,

looks like it's still being applied

right now.

Remember dear girls

just how much of an example

our little Mary Sue has set for you.

Let's hear it for our own Mary Sue!

(And please refrain from paying any

attention to the violent sounds of

paddling that are about to be heard.)

 

Now here are Mr. and Mrs. Stern with

the Monotony School Scouts.

Just look at them!

Not one wrinkle on a single uniform!

Not one hint of a grin on their faces!

Not one hand or foot misplaced so much

as an inch!

And those matching bullwhips Mr. and Mrs.

Stern are holding.

Mighty impressive bullwhips;

they tell me the handles are pearl- and

marble-plated.

My! such dedication to the

sanctity of conformity.

Oh! they're signaling that

they're ready to proceed.

Very well, folks---

Hit it!

 

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACKCRACKCRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACKCRACKCRACK!

 

ONE!

TWO!

THREEFOURFIVE!

ONE!

TWO!

THREEFOURFIVE!

 

LOCK!

STEP!

LOCKSTEPLOCK!

LOCK!

STEP!

LOCKSTEPLOCK!

 

Well!

Was that great

or was that great!

Those scouts whipped well into shape

in perfect order and solidarity!

And what flavor those whips added!

Oh how serious they all looked.

How indicative of Herculean

effort and grit.

Let's hear it for Mr. and Mrs. Stern!

That's it, good show!

 

Well, that's all for now, folks

but be sure to join us next time

for a multitude of goodies

in our next attraction!

For now, though,

good night,

                good unity,

                                and good obedience

to all you little absorbers!

 

(Let's be careful out there,

it's still not safe at all

and they oh SO promised too darnit!

And can we

puh-LEEZE

mop up these

puddles of blood

and tears?

Geez someone might think

we're pushing them

too hard.)

                               
(C) 1995 Garrett Murphy