Chameleon

Pink, red, orange,
Green, black, blue,
Brown, yellow, turquoise.
Tell me, what's your hue?

You change your colors at will
To blend with your habitation,
Hoping not to be discovered,
For fear of your expiration.
Not seen, not heard.
Not one dissenting word.

Your effect is null.
And your life is dull
Because your life you sought to save,
Yet it has brought you to your grave,
And “Useless” is your epitaph.

Yet you came with purpose:
Destined for your life to make a change.
But you allowed Fear to grab a hold;
And the whole course of your life, He did rearrange
So you would never see the perfect will of God complete
And let your life be lived and ended in defeat.