Do Not Look At Me And Cry Poem by Emmanuel Adekunle

Do not look at me and cry
You never let me try
Your family's fame
Disqualified me from the game
And we're threats
To your existence and wealths
I was emotionally distressed
Many nights I prayed
To find the Moses' oak
Cries turned me a baby bloke
I wanted you instead of golds
I found many not needed oaks
We existed together in dreams
At Ur of the Chaldeans
I found Abraham's oak instead
I prayed there in real life
At this present hour
I dwell there in glee
As I waited patiently
God answered me urgently
And now that I've found it
You may cry in secret
With a bit of regret
But do not look at me and cry