They Know ME By A Name

 

They talk about me

after they have torn my heart

and set it ablaze.

Yes, I am the humanity

you find butchered on the streets

 

They painted pictures of me

and cried in prayers

as they celebrated faith.

Yes, I am the God

you kill in the name of.

 

They wrote songs on me

as I was penultimate treasure

for defining the existence of all.

Yes, I am the peace

you trade for the glitter in your pockets.

 

They know me by a name.

A name not known to me.