A Name Is A Name Poem by Randy McClave

When Adam first named the rose
After it's sweet fragrance had pleased his nose,
Up to the heavens to GOD he said in a dare
The flower the rose has been named, Adam did declare.

Adam then saw a small crawling insect, he called it an ant
He could as just as easily called it a plant;
The meaning of names to Adam they did not exist
So, he called and named everything, and then wrote it upon his list.

Man combines letters together then, they become a name
That doesn't guarantee anyone any popularity or any fame,
A name is just a moniker used to get the individuals attention
A name doesn't give strength or power or hold any retention.

A man is born and he might be called Abraham
The name doesn't make him a strong leader, or a weak lamb,
It's just a name that his parents had heard and did enjoy
He could have just as easily had been called; Roy.

A female child is born and she might be named and called Beth
A male child is born and he might be named and then called Seth,
Does that make one the oath of God, and the other one appointed
Should one we swear unto, and then the other one be anointed.

The name Muhammad doesn't make a man a leader or a fighter
The name Robert doesn't make or guarantee a man to become a writer,
Pam and Mary and Camilla are names used, but not to be enthralled
A name is not magical, it's just how we are remembered, and called.

We don't become warriors or kings or leaders by a name upon our birth
How we are addressed, does not show anyone our true worth,
A name is given to us as a moniker, so forever we will be known
We become who we are, not by a name, even when we are alone.

Randy L. McClave