NAMES

Once I was called a polliwog
Told I was fine as the hair of a frog
My brother said I was a dirty dog
Now I've been called a clever clog

Do our names say who we are
Can special names make us a star
Weird names make us act bizarre
Be just means to call us from afar

Certain names our character define
Others make us feel divine
Some are bad and some are fine
You could even have ninety nine

So what is the value of a name
If it's ever been used to defame
Or been changed to play a game
Is the person still the same?

November 20, 2004

Poetry © Jan Haile Clark

Designed by
Greeneyed Angel

BACK