Chameleon – Gbenga Emmanual

You haven’t seen anything yet.
I remembered the day when my father
Brought a beast in bizarre shape—
It’s two ironical toes are jointly entwined
But engaged in striking variations
Between life and the other way round
Have you seen it before?

Mark my words—
It is dredged with marks, rough on skin
Shattered and battered like broken porcelains
While its membranes caption abruptness
In the eyes of a smiling sun from the east.
Standing in front of it
There are blinks in its scaly lids
Broken off sights and with its skin
Flickers regalia of colourful visions.

If you have seen it, avoid it not—
It’s like these—

P—Phoenix emerges from a fiery furnace
R—Renews life; rising from the ashes of her trials.
A—A diamond forged through pressure
I— Into something unbreakable like an iron.

S— Solitary mountain peak rises above clouds
E— Emerging from her struggles untouched by filth,
S—Shaping her destiny: