Social Chameleon

He’s one of life’s chameleon’s
A skilled social actor
Concerned with who he will impress
Acceptance manufacture

He self-monitors carefully
To be acknowledged; to fit in
Obsessed with how others see him
To step into their skin

Their hearts, approval, be what may
He’ll change; accommodate
The people who he’s mixing with
So that they think he’s great

He’ll take his cues to see just what
To do, to say, to be
The social chameleon at large
Amidst society

I photographed this feral Jackson’s Chameleon on the island of Maui, Hawaii. Rich Torres, Burlingame, Calif. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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Integration

I really want to integrate
And fit in – yes I do!
But does that really have to mean
I give up me for you?

And does it mean I can’t say barth
And instead utter bath
Or can I now not walk a parth
Instead stroll down the path!

And are these round things on my plate
Not potatoes instead tates
I really want to fit in here
How do we integrate?

For after all what do we mean
By wanting to fit in?
Is there a place where we can go
A place that is win:win?

A place where there’s no judgement call
On where we’ve been before
A place where dialects don’t count
Where bigger hearts mean more

For all through life we want to be
Accepted – to have love
Away from all suspicions or
Rejection from above

So all we need to integrate
Is healthy kind respect
For ourselves and for each other
To fit in and connect