The Chapel of Daylight

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


The Chapel of Daylight

 

It happened again.

I said something

impulsive,

probably stupid

and they laughed.

 

I can’t do it anymore.

 

It occurred again.

I was picked last.

in the stupid

sports team.

How very sweet.

 

I’m in denial.

 

It took place again.

I gave the wrong answer.

To the teacher and

to my mom.

 

I don’t know

what’s what anymore.

 

It ensued again.

Boredom took over

like communism

in the East.

 

I am tired.

 

It transpired again.

I looked in

the mirror;

didn’t like what I saw.

 

I wish she was dead.

 

(To the girls who bullied

me

and myself, of course.)

 

I made up this thing

called

‘The Chapel of Daylight’

and there it’s always bright.

Weird, am I right?

 

So maybe tonight,

I’ll sit in the daylight

I’ll sit in the Chapel of Daylight

and I’ll hope.

 

 


Submitted: October 04, 2021

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Steven P. Pody

Interesting detailing of external distress and a personal, internal haven of response. Most have their own response, and I like yours. Nice work! SPP

Mon, October 4th, 2021 6:52pm

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Thank you!

Tue, October 5th, 2021 12:06am

dewey green

Hope is stronger than hate, so sit in your Chapel and welcome the light!

Mon, October 18th, 2021 3:18pm

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Thank you for taking the time to read my poem!

Tue, October 26th, 2021 7:57am

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