The Red-Headed Lizard
It nods at the hush of a sound
It nods at the beckoning of movement
It nods and reckon with that
It nods and reckon with this
The red-headed home lizard
More confused than confusion
In the quest to diffuse infusion
Only in the ocean of erosion
With a mission of confusion
Carelessly fraught with no conscience
Consistent only in inconsistency
Its red head strives in treachery
Its blurred eyes dwell in opportunism
Its fetid mouth dance in perfidy
Its razor like tail triumph only in chicanery
Are thou not a chameleon in a ghetto?
Are thou not deceitful like a red-headed lizard?
For abound are them in our world.
Aalayande Stephen T.
17th October 2005
12.45am
Copyright © Alayande Stephen | Year Posted 2006
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