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James Chapman Poem
Beyond Reach. We’re all majestic bubbles, inside a mystery galaxy bubble. Floating through space like NASA's, telescope Hubble. Searching for the answers, held by after life’s ransom. Beyond the bright stars, we peek. Where all souls must reach to keep. What seems so far is close, but out of reach for most. Of those who don’t believe, beyond the reach, they seek.
Copyright © James Chapman | Year Posted 2023
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James Chapman Poem
Early chapters are written without choice.
Scripted by parents from birth.
These chapters may read prosperous or despair.
Innocence surrounded by ignorance life is not fair,
One may learn to script their own life chapters.
Open your book what might one see.
A roller coaster life full of diversity.
Open your book what will it read.
A narrative of facts or fictions your reality.
Life is a book full of chapters.
Some lives are filled with bright chapters.
Full of strive, chapter after chapter.
The more strive, the sweeter the life.
Life is a book full of chapters.
Some lives are missing chapters.
Missing due to misguided writer’s block
Some lives have hidden chapters.
Secrets unfavorable under society lock.
Life is a book full of chapters.
Some lives are filled with dark chapters.
Full of strife, chapter after chapter.
The more the strife, the bitter the life.
Life is a book full of chapters
Open your book what will one see.
The colors of life, harmony or misery.
Open your book what will it read,
a story describing your identity.
Each of our lives reads like a book,
cause, life is a book full of chapters.
Telling our destiny, before, now and ever after!
Copyright © James Chapman | Year Posted 2022
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James Chapman Poem
The unspoken,
can say so much,
and say so little.
The unspoken,
can be interpreted or misinterpreted
in many ways.
And yet!
In the end!
What was never said,
was never heard!
Is the unspoken,
that was told!
Copyright © James Chapman | Year Posted 2022
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James Chapman Poem
You want to know a secret? I see racist people, all the time. Some people by ignorance’s, don’t know that they’re racist, others know their racist, and try an hide it! Every day! I see racist people, they are everywhere. They walk around and don’t realize, that they’re racist, just simply by their own fears, emotions and actions. I see racist people, their attitude show it, but they don’t know it! Do you want to know a secret?
You are a ______?
You have a non-diverse attitude!
Copyright © James Chapman | Year Posted 2023
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James Chapman Poem
lt’s time, I am tired! I don’t want to go!
I’m tired,
I must go,
let me go!
It’s time,
it’s OK!
It’s really not goodbye!
So let me go.
The light is dimming,
I see my shadow,
from glimmering bright sparks,
ahead!
Where I must follow.
Let me go!
It’s time to go now!
I’m OK!
I’m not afraid,
let me go.
Stop!
Listen!
Let me go.
Don’t slow me down,
I’m OK!
Don’t hold me back,
It’s OK!
Let me go!
Grow weaker as I stay,
stronger as I move away.
it's time,
let me go!
It’s OK!
It’s OK!
Copyright © James Chapman | Year Posted 2023
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James Chapman Poem
One Nation under God! It is so clear.
that we are yet there!
But! We have come so far, with so many scars.
That surface the pain, and shows!
We still need change. For it's so clear,
that we are still not there, as one!
Copyright © James Chapman | Year Posted 2023
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