following in the footsteps the tradition to carry on with bowed head of gratitude for your namesake is in my soul though I am not a warrior or a king I will never be a musician and poet I claim these gifts you gave to me I wish I had the wisdom that you passed on to Solomon or the courage to slay my Goliath but I will never be a prophet or a champion of the people and pray that I will never shame the name that was given