Chameleon
Tip-toed I slow fade,
change color so subtle you didn't even notice...
I was difficult to blend with.
Walking woods with wolves, I am sheep,
with sharp fangs and pawed feet,
eating my brethren in a mascaraded manslaughter.
Blinked through a film's frame,
change scenes so quick and so deft you think...
I was always there to begin with.
Skimming stuffy clouds with birds, I am whale,
with finned wings and unfeathered tail,
nesting in trees unable to bear my gargantuan gravity.
Snuck up as summer colds,
change DNA genetic make-up soo fission cool...
I am new strain death you must live with.
Multiplying methodically, I am cancer,
with two nuclei and cell wall enhancer,
killing my host via internal rapid recession.
Breathed in like air particles,
change winds to blow soo subtle whisp...
I am what your oxygen is mixed with.
Polluting poisoned neccessities, I am chloroform,
with odor free flotation and color norm,
decieving you into irrefutable seductive sleep.
All the things you love,
All the things you hate,
A chameleon can imitate.
-poetic DecCent
