Me Llaman

They call me life, because I rise anywhere
They call me light, they call me peace, they call me art
They call me time because they say I cure everything
They call me death, because wherever you are, I will surely arrive
They call me symbol, they call me betrayal
Those who drown in their frustration at the sight of my image
They call me and don't pronounce any name
They call me semi-God, and forget that I am a man
They call me change, precursor, presumptuous and despot
They call me visionary ahead of my time

They call me water, fire, earth, they call me wind
They call me storm because with every breath, I release lines of feelings
They call me statue, because I enjoy being alone
They call me sea, because they know they will never fully know me
They call me tear, perhaps for the lessons I teach

They call me fugitive, because I never, never had an owner
They call me so many things for better or for worse
Beautiful or poisonous ways to make me immortal
They love me or hate me, they want me or reject me
They call me, to give me their compliments, their threats

They call me caress because my words run through your skin
They call me bird, because I know how to fly when I surrender to the paper
They call me unfaithful, they call me naive, coward, hypocrite, and master
They call me Las Vegas for what I bet
They call me Wall Street for what I risk
For my hugs they call me bear, for my rage, tiger
They call me street, not because I'm dangerous, but because I'm unpredictable
They call me wizard, druid, friend, and guide
They call me lost innocence, for my wisdom
They call me smile for being sincere, they call me fierce and gentleman

Because I always let the phrases go first
They call me puppet, deviant, clown
I suppose I am what they must be
They call me genius and demon, they call me fury
They call me madhouse because I keep inside what others reject
They call me agitator, provocateur, controversial

Without money they call me sad crazy, with money fun eccentric
They call me hermetic, they call me virus and germ
They call me shot, perhaps because they have never been able to stop me
They call me but I don't turn back, they call me rat, they call me sick
They call me Manhattan because I never sleep
They call me desert because I seem eternal
They call me so many things for better or for worse
Beautiful or poisonous ways to make me immortal
They love me or hate me, they want me or reject me
They call me, to give me their compliments, their threats