It’s In A Name

Winners and whiners are both made
Hiding behind these walls named Name
Young and old alike need the aid.

If I could, I’ll opt for rename
Hart or something from a crusade
Altruth, anything without blame
The Victors have never obeyed
Every one holding up to claim
Mine came with more reasons to trade
Youth for Friday night light and fame
Not giving room to be afraid
Another monster we must tame
Make beds, shame we must serenade
Everything else can stay the same.

Victor Oyedele