*PEN PANTHER*
No naming ceremony when I was born
My father had the wealth but lacks the will
So they called me a name I love to forget
At 12 the priest gave them a word
This boy needs a deeper name
So father called a mammoth crowd
It was on market day in the city of hills
There a grand feast visited the world of men
And he calls me Oloyede
Meaning *The Wise One is Here*
I wasn't the best in my class
So I wonder why some fellas call me *Prof*
But that's the way it is with college folks
I think I prefer *Sapient*
So I crested that on one of my shirt
I belong to an aristocracy of poets
We wine and dine at intervals
As deep calling out to deep
There they recently named me *Pen Panther*
A name I love and intend to use
*ScarredPoet* (Oluwamarc) and *Eazyline* started it
And none of the hundred poets object
Not even *The Fighting Pen* my friend
Or *Theadvopoet* my cousin
Have I any right to call myself a name?
I will think of just one thing
*MYSTERY*
For I do not know who I am
© Olatuja Oloyede
*PEN PANTHER*
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