What Is Your Name Poem by Louis Borgo

If the day is bright and the sun is warmer then a kite,
Then tell about a sunny get away,
The highest of a compliment a mug of a youth a rig of voice,
things are more pessimistic then one kin to blend in,
In void the day in void the sound because pleasure,
is just a tip of a hat away,
bricks make house roads make a climate,
could this be mid life rise,
poisonous for a day,
Fumarate for a day if all roads lead to highest,
unknown characteristics well shade it away,
who is who with gun play start to play,
More importantly,
What is your name.