Don't Cry Like Children Poem by David Olusanya

Don't cry like children-
I have made you men and women.

Though I die without a son,
my works shall always be your sun.
Though I leave without a daughter,
my memories shall bring you laughter.

Don't cry like children-
I have made you men and women.

Though I die in some lonesome lands,
my delight heaves on your hands.
Though my death seems immature,
I'll always be in your future.

Don't cry like children-
I have made you men and women.

This haven isn't my home,
nor its transient honeycomb.
I'm a messenger from the skies,
to put sweet dreams in your eyes.

Don't cry like children-
I have made you men and women.

I have fed you with meat and milk,
and clothed you with wool and silk.
I have taught your fingers to fight,
and made my earthen blindness your light.

Don't cry like children-
I have made you men and women.

I was young, now I'm old.
I have felt the heat and cold.
I have eaten the sweet and bitter.
I have lived as a mortal matter.

So don't cry like children,
live like made men and women.
Never flood your faces with tears;
else you'll stab me again like spears.

David O. Olusanya