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My name

April 2, 2024
By PK SILVER, Pelham, Alabama
PK SILVER, Pelham, Alabama
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Heaven has forsaken me

My name is forgotten

These white birds can not say it

For fear of burning their purity

I am not meant for this land 

But not either for the land of my father 

I have no command who I am called

Outsider

Too broken to go to heaven

Too damned to stay here 

Hell has grown sick of saying my name

And I can not stay in limbo another year

So I ask the white birds to cleanse me 


Take my skin

It’s too dark to love anyway 

Take my nose

It’s too big to love anyway

Take my hair

It’s too shaggy to be saved 

Take my hands 

Their palms are as calloused as me

Take my heart

It’s made of lead, too heavy

Take my tongue

It only speaks lies 

Take my mind

Just leave my eyes

So I can see

The cleansed me 


They offer pure blue eyes like their savior

Say I will happier

I say yes 

They tell me my skin will be as fair as snow

They tell me my nose will be as perfect as those I know

The only problem is my name 

It can not stay the same

For I can not stay there

As long as I hold on to the name of my father 


They tell me that they will take my scars, covering my flesh

And make me new , fresh

All they ask

Is that I throw my name in the trash 


I can do that, I’ve given them my body, my mind, my voice

It's just one small choice

I can be cleansed 

I can make amends

I can go to heaven

I can stay here

I can be freed

I can be without fear. 

But my name is all that I have left of myself

From before I was damned

But my name is the one truth to remain

Before I became a cursed man 


I ask, can I give my soul

You can have it in whole

Just leave my name with me

But they say they can not let that be 


So the birds leave

And I’m on my own

With my dark skin

And my broken nose 


I guess I’ll stay this wrong

I guess I’ll stay this way

I guess I’ll stay alone

Except for my father’s name


I’ll live as myself

No matter my name

It doesn’t matter

I’ll stay the same


The author's comments:

My name is not too common. I felt like an outsider everywhere I went. What would I give up to fit in.


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