What a Name Cannot Define

I am more than enough,” he said.

I know my feet are chained.

There is pain,

but things do not stay the same

when people take benefit in your name.

Oh, don’t worry.

If they are happy,

if that gives them good sleep,

let them cheer.

Let them have all the joy in the world.

What’s in a name, anyway?

Shakespeare asked that once,

through Juliet’s mouth,

and passed the question down.

Why are you so obsessed with your name?

Close your eyes

and see yourself.

You are only that

which a name cannot define.

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