All Names are given at birth.
Is it destiny though, or is it the earth?
Calling out to each and everyone of us?
Just to discuss?
Discuss who we are?
And who is that to tell us?
We find ourselves not in the names we are given,
but for the heart we carry.
Our names do not define us.
We define the name.
No matter the length or the history,
its Your name. None other.
There might be many or even a few,
But only one is you.
What is your name?
It might be Esperanza.
Meaning Hope.
But don’t you give it another meaning?
Caring, loving?
Or Hateful and a coward?
Names are letters. but they are not the whole story.
They represent just one part of your glory
If someone were to ask you,
“Who are you?”
Do you just tell them your name?
Or do you go even deeper?
Do you think that its fair for our parents to choose our name?
Or should we choose our own destiny?