Chameleons and octopi adapt,
absorb the feel and texture of a surface.
The rest of us, we cannot change, we're trapped,
though oftentimes we can conceal our purpose.
Locked in our earthly form, we seek rebirth.
"Beware", we say, "beware, remember karma",
and hope that faith and spiritual worth
make up for lack of camouflage or armor.
We fail, then look for complicated plots.
Conspiracies and secrets all around us,
we labor to unite, connect the dots,
and ways to better hide. Oh no, they've found us!
Chameleons, their karma on display.
Some days they're predators. Some days they're prey.
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