Poetry from Michael Ceraolo

A Matter of Scale

One side of the stage shows a MAN dressed in whatever clothing will connote poverty to the audience.  The other side of the stage has a conference table and plush chairs with FOUR or FIVE PEOPLE in the day's business attire.

A few minutes of pantomime:  the shabbily-dressed MAN is obviously begging; he is ignored or pushed aside by passersby, perhaps even arrested.  The FOUR or FIVE are conducting negotiations:  one will be handed a pen and sign an agreement, after which handshakes all around.

Voice (from dark center stage):

                                         As it was in the beginning,
                                         it is now, and shall ever be:

                                         Panhandle for a few bucks,
                                         you're a bum

                                         Panhandle for a few hundred million,
                                         you're a civic leader

(LIghts go down.)

                                   THE END



The Last Word

Upstage L, a casket with mourners crying.  Downstage R, a MAN preparing to speak of the deceased.

MAN:       He was a liar, a cheat, a bully,
               who made life difficult for those of us
               who worked under him;
               we were partially consoled by the thought
               that most of us would outlive him
               For those of us who did, he got us again,
               dying in December to deliberately
               thwart those of us who were
               planning to piss on his grave

(Lights go down.)

                                         THE END



For What It's Worth

A school anywhere in the United States, action to be demonstrated wordlessly as NARRATOR speaks.

NARRATOR (can be onstage or off):

                             There's something happening here
                             What it is is quite crystal clear
                             There's a kid with a gun over there
                             Who wants to do more than just scare

                             Once started he won't stop
                             Children, hear that sound
                             Everybody knows what's going down

                             The battle lines have been drawn
                             And the spree won't take very long

                             Bullets strike some very deep,
                             sending them to permanent sleep
                             Thoughts and prayers, I'm afraid,
                             won't make this sad day go away

                             Again and again that sound
                             Everybody knows what's going down
                             (Repeat last two lines at least twice)

(Lights go down.)

                                      THE END




The History Game Show (Episode 2)

Setting:  Two tables with four chairs each, one on each side of the stage, set at enough of an angle so that each chair is at least partially facing the audience.  These two tables will be lit from the start of the play; center stage will be dark.

Cast of Characters:

MAN, whose identity will not be revealed until the end of the play

And tonight's show is

                                  TO TELL THE TRUTH

MAN (speaking from dark center stage):

                                   "It is conducted
                                    for the benefit of the very few
                                    at the expense of the very many",
                                   "a racket . . . possibly the oldest,
                                    easily the most profitable,
                                    surely the most vicious"

                                   "I helped purify Nicaragua
                                    for the international banking house 
                                    of Brown Brothers
                                    in 1909-1912
                                    I brought light to the Dominican Republic
                                    for American sugar interests in 1916
                                    In China I helped to see to it
                                    that Standard Oil went its way unmolested"
                                    There are other instances I could give,
                                    but I think these three will suffice

                                   "Looking back on it, I feel
                                    I might have given Al Capone a few hints
                                    The best he could do was to
                                    operate his racket in three city districts
                                    We Marines operated on three CONTINENTS"

                                   "In short,
                                    I was a racketeer,
                                    a gangster for capitalism"

This is the point in the old show where the four panelists would try to guess which of the four contestants was the real person whose achievements had been cited.  If you are the one in a million who correctly guessed my identity, give yourself a prize.

(Lights go off the tables, come up on center stage, revealing the MAN

                                    I am Smedley Butler,
                                    once a Major General, USMC

(Lights go down.)

                                     THE END


The History Game Show (Episode 5)

And tonight's show is

                                 WHAT'S MY LINE?

(GUEST walks to the chalkboard, signs the name THOMAS MIDGLEY, and then sits next to the HOST.)

HOST:              Are you ready, panel?  (murmurs of yes from the panelists.)

PANELIST #1:  Are you well-known to the general public?

MIDGLEY:        No

PANELIST #2:  Were you involved in the arts in any capacity?

MIDGLEY:        No

PANELIST #3:  Were you involved in what is today called STEM?

MIDGLEY:        Yes

PANELIST #3:   Were you involved in the Science part of that?

MIDGLEY (after quick consultation with the HOST):  No

PANELIST #4:   Were you involved with the Math part?

MIDGLEY looks at the HOST, who then answers for him.

                         Math was involved but not as the primary part,
                         so the answer has to be No.

PANELIST #1:   Well, now I've got a fifty-fifty chance (chuckles from audience)

PANELIST #4:   I'm betting he gets it wrong
                        No takers on that bet?
                        See the confidence people have in you

PANELIST#1:    Were you involved in the Technology part?

MIDGLEY:         No

PANELIST #4:   I'm betting the next panelist gets it right
                        Again no takers

PANELIST #2:   Were you involved in the Engineering part?

MIDGLEY:         Yes

PANELIST #2:   Were you involved in the building of bridges or roads?

MIDGLEY:         No

PANELIST #3:   Were you involved in the building of buildings?

MIDGLEY:         No

PANELIST #4:   Did you hold any patents?

MIDGLEY:         Yes

PANELIST #4:   I believe Mr. Midgley
                        is known as an inventor

HOST:              That is correct
                        Mr. Midgley was known as an inventor

(Lights go down on everyone but the HOST, who continues speaking.)

                        That was his claim to fame during his lifetime,
                        and he was much honored by his peers
                        But during the decades after his death
                        his two most famous inventions,
                        leaded gasoline and chlorofluorocarbons,
                        continued to inflict untold damage
                        upon planet and people
                        He has been called
                        "a one-man environmental disaster"
                        but even that understates his impact
                        He can legitimately be called
                        the most destructive individual
                        of the twentieth century

(Lights dim.)

                                        THE END

Michael Ceraolo is a 64-year-old retired firefighter/paramedic and active poet who has had two full-length poetry books published (Euclid Creek, from Deep Cleveland Press; 500 Cleveland Haiku, from Writing Knights Press), and has two more full-length books in the publication pipeline.