Moniker Poem by Agent Chaos

Moniker



I'll name you 'the wind'
and you can run wild,
causing havoc and mayhem.

I'll name you 'the sky'
and, in blissful ignorance,
you can sit and stare.

I'll name you 'the sun'
so let your light be cast
on all who hide in shadow.

I'll name you 'The Real'
so you can boast and brag
that we're all crazy.

I'll name you 'The One'
and let it pour over me,
and wash me clean.

Make me whole.
Make me something I never was.
make me new.

I'll name you 'Love'

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