Omega Mu Voice: Charles E. Chapman, 1982

Omega Mu Voice
Charles E. Chapman,
1982

“Finest kind”
We like to say
In Maine,

And that sums up
Two colourful
Legends who

Enriched our Omega
Mu life:
Shab and Phil

Who have created
A ribald blossoming
Of energy and

Good Humor
That Continues to
Flow through

Them with
Propulsive
Force since

Their first
Eyelids-blinking-
Instant rapport

Meeting in the
Castle that has
Endured through

Years: a veritable
​Omega Mu
Truth

Because of
The flair of
Their brain-

Knitted chattering,
Forever ebbing
And flowing

Through cigar
Smoke and
Clutched

Cans of Bud,
Without a
Scintilla of

False fraternal
Chumminess, forever
Bringing fraternal

Life and colour
To every fraternal
Gathering as

They forever
Chop away,
Without restraint,

With Ockham’s Razor,
Ways to simplify every
Metaphysical and

Epistemological
Puzzle of life from
Their divergent yet

Convergent axial
Will, inseparably
Fused, for there is

No existential
Void or mystery of
Being, or non-

Being with
Phil and Shab,
They simply are,

Expansive,
Eternal as Law,
Pure inter-

Being at all times,
An emotional thicket;
A verbal love war;

An emotional opera,
An undivided primal
Fraternal union.

Who, with no
Rehearsed words,
Mutually quick

Reflexive gazes
And gesturing
Beer-clutching

Hands, engulfing
Everyone in a
Boundless

Fraternal web of
Fraternal joy; in
Being 

Fraternally united, 
Fraternally purple
Because of their

Committed will to
Always be themselves
And to be the

Best of friends,
And to be
​Omega Mu

Fiji Brothers,
A fraternal,
Timeless

Grace, pure
And simple,
Sustained by

The heart, 
Through
All of life:

Shab and Phil

​“What if the space be long and wide,
That parts us from our brother’s side
A soul-joined chain unites our band,
And memory links us hand in hand.”
(Phi Gamma Delta fraternity song)

Fraternally,
Chip Chapman, ’82
Perge