I HAVE NO NAME

Whether you know me or not
it matters not whether we have met or chatted
just think of me as that person
without a name--perhaps once you spotted

somewhere and had forgotten
the world has 7.3 billion names and it's fine
if I were not remembered
what's a name though it were mine?

I am a face as everyone else's
(somewhere in the wide universe
that's my home- an address is just a convenience)
unknown, often wondering what life's grand design and purpose

is, humbled by my own frailty
and insignificance of me being an ordinary man
if we should meet someday, somewhere, somehow
just know I have no name, so call me 'human'.