Living Up To One's Name
I looked at the obituary,
Read the words inside
And did a double take about
The person who had died.
He was a famous chief of what
They call the Blackfeet Nation
And most revered for fighting for
His tribal preservation.
What caught my eye, though, was his name –
Earl Old Person. Who knew
When he was just a baby
That he’d live to 92?
It must have been confusing
And a trifle weird and wild
To be saddled with that name
When he was just a little child.
At least he did fulfill his quest
Of honor and acclaim,
Especially because he really
Lived up to his name.
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