Different names we own
So many names for so many faces
Are given when we see the dawn

We never choose the names
Names with us are born
Names names and names
Cover the ash and the bone

So what is a name?
It is sometimes a game
And sometimes it is a fame
I do have a name

My name i write on trees on lawn
On sand like a fawn
I write it to signature my poems
And one day will be on my Gravestone

So what is a name?
It is sometimes a game
And sometimes it is a fame
I do have a name

Looking around all i see
Are names with clone
Beneath the faces
Beneath the smile and the moan
The names we own …

Written in 17/3/2011 Ghada Rustom