Call For My Name

I’m a day late.
I’m in jeopardy.
I’m a namesake.
I’m a memory.
If I came straight, would you remember me?
When the day breaks, let it be.

I can’t change who I am now;
couldn’t change who I was then.
I’ve been known to break the gates of fate down.
I’ve been known to skate for face to face kin.
I’ve been known for few friends, small family,
bruised skin through tragedy;
my true youth – been through a travesty,
and made it happily to look back and be here.