CHAMELEON

What's the colour of your faith
Is it ever changing
Try to fit in with the world
Which means some rearranging
Fanatical when you're in church
You sing and speak with power
Then off you go to settle back
Inside your ivory tower.

Are you red hot for The Lord
Not caring what they say
Letting everybody know
That He's the only way
Unafraid of looking daft
You lighten up the dark
Not being a chameleon
You really make your mark.

There is little time for us
To reach a world that's lost
Perhaps we are they're only hope
Prevent a holocaust
We are His chosen people
To show them there's a Man
Who isn't a chameleon
Let's help Him all we can.

Well said and so very true. Keep up the good work.

Nice! I always enjoy clever/creative word-play. No doubt. Peace

I didn't realize you were from England till I read the British spelling of colour. It's exciting to see Christians from all over the world joining us.

If a person was shy about their faith before reading this poem, I'm sure they would feel more bold afterward. I know that's the reaction I had. Love the commanding and convincing way you encourage us to express our faith. Amen. I especially love the last stanza:

There is little time for us
To reach a world that's lost
Perhaps we are they're only hope
Prevent a holocaust
We are His chosen people
To show them there's a Man
Who isn't a chameleon
Let's help Him all we can.