A poem after EbonyJanice’s womanist assertion on the power of names

FRAME MY NAME

 

Like the masterpiece

 

It is

 

Long and diasporic

 

Complex

 

Like

 

Trig

 

Frame my name

 

For the heavens

 

Write it out

 

Say it loud

 

Rolling credits

 

Stir the crowd

 

It’s a mountain

 

Framed by clouds

 

Frame my name

 

And admire

 

It’s journey 

 

Through the globe

 

They tried to erase

 

Pick punitively

 

And probe

 

Frame my name

 

For my ancestors

 

Reflecting resilience

 

And Truth

 

Say it loud, proud, and correctly

 

Shout it from the roof!