My Name
Noman Azhar
My name is as respected
as the Arabic lineage of my family.
As full of patience and stamina
as the Great Wall of China
standing over centuries,
upright,
generation
after
generation.
My name was chosen from heroic men,
given to me with the expectation
of how I can conquer the world,
looking back at the bravery of their hearts.
My name holds the sacrifices of the wars,
of immigration, of cultural loss.
My name is a responsibility
whose tenant is my attitude.
My name is much more
than we hear.
Sometimes
Anonymous
Sometimes,
between the bros and the books,
things get lost.
Qian Lu