Blooms and Moons

All the names have been changed.
Why? To save no one. Names

Change. All have will and are
Change. It’s true, one or two

Were swapped out whole for new
Ones, but those that marched on,

Great and small, they changed too—
How they meant, how they were

Shaped in the air, how they
Were used, and what you thought

Of them, black or white, liked
Or loathed in them, held them

As names of your pure truths,
Names to be put in stocks

And mocked, names to be spurned
As blooms and moons were burned.