I am Randy...

and such a brat. 

They have called me Vandal when I was a troubled teen. 

Today I have been told I am the Keeper of Faith, a Poet, 

a friend called me 'my friend' a lover 'my love' she bestowed upon me... Sweetheart 

I called myself James then found Yaga a name lived to extreme. Someone said Edward and Randall would somehow dignify me. Though life is more than that. For this Son Brother Dad Uncle life became transient so they called me a Gypsy, a Wanderer, a Draughtsman finding his own Randy Rhythm. I was honored with Ace an influence to me. Then there is Izzy, Clown and Fool but more precious to me were moments when they called me 'my Ranchoo'. 

I have been Roman, and this bull is a Taurian Matador who once played Candyman with sweets for the mind. Finding the Warrior was a life that came calling then calling myself Addict became life saving grace. 

Drunk... Asshole... Bastard all have been a beckon to me to heed someone's call. I became a Scout, a Musher, the Tender a Goalie, a Coach... Insane and in Love... Bi-Polar Hyper-Active Wired or Weirdo they all speak my name and they all know my names. A Blood Clot from the Yaworski Clan, a black sheep, a Falcon, a Charger, Sir Randall a Duke of Kent a Viking a Sabre even a Saint all given me to aid life battle calls... 

Though I tell you now as one to one other... In all I have lived full of the life with the love that I know in my heart the one name that suits me... and you best is sweet precious loving... Child of God.