Look Like Them Act Your Scripts Poem by Alex Adeoye

I had wanted to act my scripts
Having so engrossed with the intention to entertain
but i should work through the emotions of people
they not ready for that.

I came to tell stories of my broken expectations,
my aim was beautiful, my intention was honest
but man are not like bricks, who cant think or act
i missed a target

but looking at my shining aims and response on there face
i shout...life, o' life...but i mean well?

counter-revolution is a bin of dramatic revolution
greedy, beefing, back-biting break the ranks of beautiful agreements
another plan is inevitable,
That is the music ill dance to now

If you maintain a calm under a killing burden
manage to form a stable smile
at least to keep you going
you are only measured on the face...
at list you are smiling,
a little kilo is advised to be added to load
if you refuse or ask why,
you fall into left of the divide


Never have I knew that my standing here
proved deviance to their society,
I had vowed to sacrifice my joy
delay the quick of my race on the larder...
to see every other in the collective procession
o' life, your mystery grills my imagination,
my logic is not the logic of my people
I should have find out why

Alas, from where comes answer to my rhetorics?