For what is a name
That mine is said to be shame
Though it has characters the same
As those in a kingly name?
They sought for my name
As I tried vying in the presidential game
But I was forced to remain the same
Because I hadn’t the name
Over and over sidelined – my name
Picking garbage and blame
My ambitions they always tame
‘Cause I haven’t the name
So now I fight for my name
Not to change or make it lame
But so that without blame
We all play – same game; same name
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem