My True Name Poem by Rex-mayor Ubini

With my invisible years
Am as old as early men
Megalotragus, homotherium,
Who sojourn here 'head of
And departed before the ruthe
Hit my chest drum to play
A steady sound of life till today
In peace I was lying
Dormant in the holiest valley
Where you warmly kept me
In the absence of me
Waiting for the tick to tat the time
You Laid me on the water's back
A black moses on a black basket
Set on a journey via a vacuum,
Invisible route to a woman's womb

I soon realized I am here
In this cold and single planet
The Egypt for Israel your child
My ribs were laced with questions
Till my eyes ran through every line
Of your mouth's holy prints
The stars and things that be not
Their names sit perfectly on your lips
By what name did you call me,
Before the day I was conceived?
Possibly not the same etched
On every lips that knows me
Just like Terah and Isaac
They might have wronged it.
With all the gold and diamond
Purchased and kept in my skull
If I know not my true name
Truly they glitter invain
And lest I ignore when you call,
Tell me, what is my true name?
For one's name is the eyes of his fate
By the wrong name it gropes
And never find a way to make it home
Tell me what is my true name
No other name will I answer
Except that you long called me
Before the day I was conceived.