This I was told
the name which I hold
is an identity of my own
to stand tall when called upon
to proudly respond
yet could it be true?
By first signs of existence
the original owner was never found
a runaway, neglecting a future
which he helped create
Is that classified as a cowardly man?
I never understood nor do I care
but yet how could one abandon
a future which a name is given?
To have their creators blessing
than destroy the cells which contain past lessons
never stressing but could be destined
to a coward's blessing
The seed of a forgotten soldier
through me a humble beginning
made better, trying to reclaim honor
in this name I claim ownership
I really like this. I especially like the second verse. To have their creator's blessing than destroy the cells which contain past lessons. Very good.
trying to reclaim honor/in this name I claim ownership---these two lines are catch lines of this wonderful poem. The urge within will show you the way!
i LOVE THIS POEM IT SPEAKS TO THE NAME IN WHICH WE ORIGINATE FRM
Last name..yours is great. like mine, mine is Anderson, son of a man! you did a nice work again well done
Wonderful poem, our your last name is like a rope, a tiny rope tracing you to your very root, telling you a tale of your ancestors, their bravery, successes and short comings. Great poem by the way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful write! Look what he is missing! ! ! ! You claim that honour all for you please!