Lap Dog Kelly
by Kathleen
Murphey
General Kelly,
What has become
of your honor and your oath to country,
when you’re
playing lap dog to a fraud?
You’re showing
a yellow belly
when you take
up the lying habits of your boss;
soldier of
grace to mouthpiece of disgrace.
Do you attack
and lie about Representative Wilson
because she’s
Black woman of power defending
a Black
widow—consciously stoking the flames of
racial tension
that your boss continues to flame
by his
contradictory remarks in Charlottesville and
his inept
response to Maria in Puerto Rico?
You cover for a
man like Rob Porter who you call
“a man of true
integrity and honor” despite knowing
the FBI was
investigating him for domestic abuse—
disgracing any
claim you have to either of those qualities
and adding to
your own disgrace and reputation for the
trivialization
of women from Myeshia Johnson
to Colbie
Holderness and Jennifer Willoughby.
Does it really
take a photograph of Holderness’
battered face
to make you take domestic abuse claims seriously?
Or more likely,
does the photograph become evidence
you and public
can’t ignore, forcing your hand and making
the necessity
of Porter gone in “40 minutes”?
Shame on you,
General Kelly,
Coach Gregg
Popovich said it best:
“We have a
pathological liar in the White House: unfit
intellectually,
emotionally and psychologically to hold this office
and the whole
world knows it, especially those around him every day.
The people who
work with this President should be ashamed because
they know it
better than anyone just how unfit he is, and yet they
choose to do
nothing about it. This is their shame the most of all.”
Lap dog Kelly,
your reputation as yellow as your belly,
your honor just
a bunch of jelly,
shame on you,
General Kelly.
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Kathleen Murphey is an associate
professor of English at Community College of Philadelphia. Recently, she
has been writing fiction (both short stories and poetry) on women’s and social
justice issues. To learn more about her work, see www.kathleenmurphey.com.
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