Names Poem by Naveed Akram

Names can come easy, just too peaceful can their meaning be,
Like those hearts in the breasts, and the concluded parts of a book.
Where are sudden impulses? From the heart, or the liver, or the brain?
Your understanding surpasses me when you say,
It is the name I give and forgive, for my only selfish part is sin.
The followers of your religion are like birds in the sky,
Each are the stars around the night, wrapped tight, found white,
Like the naming of a person too bold, too cold at night.
We read your name in the local newspaper, and decided to keep this memory,
That stars are made on this day,
That religion has forsaken the mind of our name,
The name of a very good man.