When Poem by Nathaniel Bassey

When by noon
the struggle
continues to loom

When all that happens
are words of dissatisfaction
thrown at you

When your efforts
they refuse to see
to be true

When the night passes
without your smile
let loose

when in the end
you are not applauded
but stoned with disappointed looks

yet
your will holds together still
your courage gives power to your legs
your beliefs hold your face
from revealing those expressions

Then, greatness is nothing different
from what you posses.