A chameleon changing colors at whim Playing both sides of the fence Pleasing no one Wounding everyone It was a sin
Did you really want to hurt us all? Those who cared? Use us and abuse us To your own end Perhaps you were oblivious and maybe, just maybe Plain scared?
Your true colors Spanned the rainbow but were hidden from view Thinking we would never understand Concealing who you really were, and never knowing the real you
I have been writing poetry since I was a child and it has helped in the good times and bad times. I am always looking within to find the answers to life's problems and to write thought-provoking poetry and prose.
Thanks for checking it out.
Christine
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7 thoughts on “Chameleon”
That was awesome Christine. I liked your Karma Chameleon poem.
That was awesome Christine. I liked your Karma Chameleon poem.
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Thanks Jim 🙂
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It’s a cold wet Saturday morning here, and your ironically put a smile on my face, as I immediately thought of this song… enjoy…. xx
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Yes! I can see the connection 🙂 Good job Ivor
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Not knowing the real person is the biggest loss of all. Well-done, Christine.
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Thank you Lisa. That is so true 😕
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YW Christine
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