Chameleon

Red blood stained roads

cracked in sorrow over the years but new times have paved over old memories

Fresh Dark gray white spray

Growth

I reminisce  when I used to let my fingers dig in the soil 

Saw my hands blend in

Brown skin

That's that's what I see

But everybody else labels me as Black as can be

The absence of light ... negativity

My color is a reflection of the love hate and pain within

Mostly survival

But Mostly all love

Sky bright blue any warm hue

I will remember you Gaga

And I will keep pushing on queen

Pearly white teeth smiling ready to shake hands with the man to make a dollar

Or sacrifice it all to make my own and become a legend at home

Greeny green green

If I had more time I would

dance in the field with a garment  of African pride on

Browns oranges purples spirit bright yellow like the sun

Bare feet

Toes sinking into that same soils

color so rich they will deny to label me

I will still believe

I will still thrive

To live to love and inspire

God guide me

Living in Color

Chameleon