A name is a word
That's given to you
Not of your choosing
But it'll have to do
Your name is a mark
That sums up your whole
A flagstaff in good times
And as life takes its toll
You change and you grow
A person you mould
Your name sticks like mud
As you grow old
And though you don't choose
The name of your birth
It's with you until
You return to the earth.
All rights reserved. Nom 12th August 2012.
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