I HAVE A NAME

A journey through to my secret name.

Sitting all by myself, deep in my thoughts alone, through my temperament and and my soft spots, why do I mellow easy when I reached boiling point, then I realized that...

I have a name

And it is a beautiful name

No other feels the same

Though many may sound just like this one

I have a name

And not everyone knows it

Given to me when to this world I came

Adorable and cuddly, yet I did not know it

I hear my name

Only in my sleep

This name I wear like a mane

With grace and pride planted in my heart deep

This name spoken only in whispers

When drawn to her breast to comfort

The storm and the rage and so the whimpers

Stirring within, desperate to come forth

So I could stand before all men tall

A man etched on stone, forged with metal

That I may stand when all fall

And are trampled beneath feet like the flowers’ petal

What then is in a name to fill me with so much a pride

And courage and strength to be all I can be

To feel the sun within and on a shooting star ride

It is the name my mama gave me.