Chameleon Brown by Lou Syquia

(excerpts)

change change

like a chameleon do

from white to black

from brown to blue

just as to say;

that clothes are not the skin of the man

just as

skin is not the essence

shed that skin

it ain't part of you

change change

like a chameleon do

from white to black

from brown to blue...

First, its been some time since the first post I written, but now I'm back. this is a poem that my class read and discussed in class. Now I am supposed to write a blog on my thoughts about the poem. Living close to Mexico border and being surrounded by all its culture makes it difficult to understand the Filipino life and views towards their surroundings, but lucky many their cultural values mesh together with my Mexican culture and its probably the same for every culture there is today; they all have things in common. 

The poem Chameleon Brown by Lou Syquia was hard to interpret. I see allot of stuff that might tie in to racial and personal issues, references to skin and color, change, and essence stand out to me.

This poem doesn't make me feel anger or sadness, it makes me realize that I did change allot to fit in with people, i probably didn't think about it then but in every change i had i saw the same things in different ways. school for instance was one of of those things, it wasn't until my last year of high school and the beginning of my college life.