That Name Was Never Yours) Poem by RIC BASTASA

when you arrived here
they never know you and so
they give you your name
which you never ask in the first place
since you do not know the rules of their living
that one to live here
must have a name in the first place

that is life she keeps on telling you
you start with a name and live with that name
and die with that name

when you leave finally as others did
as all are destined to their final departures
you take nothing with you
you leave a name
and then they think that with that name
you have lived a life
you liked.

(which was not really the case,
that name was never yours)