My Name
“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.”
"What's in a name? A thousand roses' blend,
Their fragrance bound to the air extend.
Yet, just a single pungent note concealed,
Sharpest aroma, swiftly revealed.
Sur Doctor, a name distinct and rare,
Lingers in minds with an forever there.
Unlike the common John Jackson's name,
Sur Doctor's essence leaves a lasting flame.
A bouquet of roses may sweetly compose,
Yet one bold scent, the aghast fleer knows.
In the realm of names, Sur Doctor stands,
A unique imprint in life's shifting sands."
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