My Inner Schizophrenic - Poems for the Working Man

By Gael C. McNally

My Inner Schizophrenic -- Poems for the Working Man reads like Dr. Seuss meets Chaucer. Poems are told in story form bringing the words of a third-generation schizophrenic's mind to life.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Mar 2, 2009
• ISBN: 9781440128080

Gael C. McNally

Gael McNally is a third-generation schizophrenic who inherited her illness from her mother and also her grandmother from Ireland. Before being diagnosed with schizophrenia she was able to hold down full-time work as a legal word processor/legal secretary in Los Angeles, California. She is a graduate of Marymount College, Palos Verdes, California where she obtained an Associate of Arts degree in Liberal Arts. She hope to complete her education at a four-year college in English Literature. Gael McNally currently resides in Bakersfield, California.

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MY INNER SCHIZOPHRENIC

Poems for the Working Man

Gael C. McNally

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Copyright © 2009 Gael C. McNally.

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Contents

Celtic Woman

The Street Corner

Change

The Royal Air Force Captain

The War

Ancestors

The Comparison Shopper

Got Breakfast

Middle-Aged

Is Character King?

Fools’ Game

Broken Butterfly

The Choice

The Soul of a Nation

So Ignorant it’s Blissful

Is it a Democracy

Fidelity

Forgiveness

The Fling

Mad Man and Mad Woman

Year of the Heroes

The Man Who Was a Loser

Vanity

Jealousy

The Schizophrenic

The Prince

The Parish Priest

Selection

Politics

Jewels

Betrayal

A Good Fit

Affair

Eavesdropping

The Appeaser

The Losing Side of Love

Pick Your Poison

Offspring

St. Patrick’s Day

Chameleon

Inner Strength

Grandiosity

Broken Spirit

Rising From the Ashes

Bureaucrats

Brainwashed

Dumb

The Future

A Compromising Position

Of Famine Days

Authenticity

Bitterness

Blue Eyes

Both Sides of Your Mouth

Comfortably Numb

No Surrender

Dreams

Government Acts

Lover

More than the Sum

Oppression

Michael Collins at Beal na Blath

Power, Sex and Money

Roses

Safe Thoughts

The Bridesmaid

Hidden Treasure

Scholar

The Classless Caste System

The Pauper

The Sea Shore

The Second Time

Galway Races

The Soul

Couldn’t Happen to a Nicer Girl

Voices

Advanced Degree

Intrigue

Constance Markievicz

The Family

Dual Personality

Childhood Friends

The Satellite

If the Lipstick Fits…

The Tuatha De Danaan

Friends

Cork City

This Sad Christmas

Exploitation

Deceitful Men

Control

Government Corruption

Exercise

Ireland is a Very Green Place

The Exception

It’s Your Attitude

My E-mail Pen Pal

The Escort

Some Enchanted Evening

Water of Life

Life’s Lessons

Princes and Kings

Crumbs in the Butter

The Stewardess

Silent Warrior

Martyrs for the Cause

The Lilies of the Field

I’m Restraining Myself…

Chocolate is Better Than Sex

Bakersfield

The Devil’s Spawn

Maternal Roots

The Liberator

(Daniel O’Connell)

The Drum’s Sharp Note

A Beautiful Mind

Electroshock

God’s Rules

The Failure

Memories

I Am Not Breakable

Your Opinion

Rainbows

The Loyal Wife

Inheritance

The Tree in the Forest

Betrayals’ Kiss

The Invisible Girl

You mean to say that I’m not really hooked up to a satellite?

Bless This House

Author’s Note

Dedicated to God who has always kept me safe and alive and who has always provided. Thank you for your redemption. Also, dedicated to my family and good friends who have always listened to me; and last, but not least, Dr. Elijah Levy who is truly a good man in every sense of the word by showing compassion, empathy and understanding to those in less fortunate circumstances. Thank you for your help in publishing this book.

Gracious thanks to my good friend Arlene Gardipee for her book cover design.

Celtic Woman

I am the epitome of a Celtic woman

my willful nature sometimes takes hold

this is due in part to my ancestors from Ireland

the hard times they did forever enfold

I am the epitome of a Celtic woman

my Scottish ancestors they did value thrift

they stuck to a very good and tight budget

in case one day their fortunes would shift

I am the epitome of a Celtic woman

the coalminers of Wales hear me out with black gold

they knew they would die very early from black lung

and knew they would not be very old

I am the epitome of a Celtic woman

the English have their fine tea

my ancestors from down there in Cornwall

would forever sip it out by the sea

I am the epitome of a Celtic nation

by birthright my ancestors have shown

how we can all get along together

and finally call America home

The Street Corner

He sat on the street corner with cup outstretched as people passed him by

and he wondered to himself about his situation of the how and of the why

There was a time in his life when he too had a family to boot

and the days are long past where he once wore a tie and a nice blue suit

The economy tanked and he lost his middle-class job

and his middle-class wife decided to leave him for his best friend Bob

Without any spare money in the bank and an exorbitant mortgage to pay

he slipped into arrears and had nowhere else to stay

It could very well happen to anyone in this day and age

as we have all felt like rats at one time in a big fat, round cage

So now he hawks for