Where did your name come from
What are its roots, which land does it belong?
It’s been many years, now that clatters,
yet it’s the only thing that truly matters.
A gift you never chose, but the one that stays with you for life.
Whether you like it or not, it’s your vice…
For some it’s joy, for some it’s pride, with someone it just shine.
Someone just tags along while someone says the bundle is all mine.
The world may speak it aloud, but curiosity of its origin remains untold
But let the reason remain blurry…few questions remain unanswered… Keep patience…behold
Some things are best left unknown
Like where we began and where we’ll be gone
Few boring topics really taste our language flare
Why to give answer? Let’s call that place… ‘somewhere’.
