What's In a Name
What's in a name
But consonants and vowels
I didn't know, so I ask
The wisest of owls
I told him my name
The owl said, "Who"
He was in the dark
Hadn't the slightest of clues
I thought extra hard
Of someone to call
Then phoned, my mom
Cause mothers, know all
It had come from her dad
She had turned it around
That way it had
It's own unique sound
From the Bible it means
"God is my judge"
A prophet it seems
Whose faith would not budge
It doesn't define me
Just a moniker applied
The weight it carries
Is for you to decide
January 8 2017
by Daniel Turner
Copyright © Daniel Turner | Year Posted 2017
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