Don't Expect Me Crying Poem by Alex Adeoye

Don't expect my cry
No, don't expect it, it won't happen
Unlike my friends I fell down
Because I hate shame
I rebound, I laughed
And pocket my pains
That is a way of the champion.

Is he a champion yet? They may ask
I know I 'll oneday be, its my life in my blood
Its a work for me to know this, thank God I know it
People want to be like me
They want to carry their body like me
If they could see my pains
Definitely i know they will hate me

I'm rightly a muster of laughter
I tried, I failed, I tried, I failed
Because I have myself to smile
Instead to call me my name
They call me muster,
when I laughed, they called me
Muster of laughter...
They refined and change themselves.
That is the game, 'na my way'

Failure, is just a delay, I'm still on the way
I know there is no crime in trying
My mind is a one way traffic,
I have no bend of thought
Because of the popular drought, poverty
If i don't make it I'll come to the reality
And rejoice for the experience gained.