Life As a Chameleon Takes the Colour of My Body
Life as a chameleon takes the colour of my body
Most times I like to burn in the paunch of a sea
The last time I sat on a leaf I learnt how to carry the universe on my shoulders
Cos life as an asylum for things we don't know;
Makes an elephant escape the eye of a needle
Leaves a hole punctured in the eyes of the sky
Today you name your body after a flower and tomorrow it tastes like a damaged song
Cos here; on the head of the ground, there are no rules to happenstance
All you have to do to jump a river is to check your body — to say we weigh differently when suspended in the air;
And say when I reach the age of my father I still won't wear his shoes
Cos I have a very small foot and this journey is different too
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