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Getting Money | Straight Stunning | Gotta Stay Hustling: The Next HCZ Anthem Poem | Ryan Ngala

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Ryan Ngala’s Poems™ & STN® Poetry™  Proudly Presents… Getting Money | Straight Stunning | Gotta Stay Hustling:  The Next HCZ Anthem Poem
Edited, Recited, Typed & Written By  Mr. Ryan Ngala & Ms. Wendy Ngala Ryan Ngala’s Poems™ | STN® Poetry™ WWW.RyanNgalasPoemsOfficial.Blogspot.com | WWW.STNPoetryOfficial.Blogspot.com
Verse One:
If I became the boss, I would start my own company, Start hiring more employees, So we can make a lot of money.
If I became the boss, I will make a change and a difference, Building better schools, And eliminating ignorance.
If I became the boss, I would take a stand for justice, To take care of my own community, To make it cleaner and stop the roughness.
No more drive by’s and shoot outs, No more gangs and guns, Because we all share the love, See look how far we’ve become!
Those who hate will drown, Not in their sorrow but in our glory, But that’s a whole another story, We know we aren’t fronting, And we know they aren’t getting nothing, Because we all made it into something.
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Mr. Abel Ngala Poem | Ryan Ngala

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Mr. Abel Ngala Poem
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My brother is one of the coolest person, That I consider him to become as my number one helper, Who will always want to work hard, And maybe one day he's going to go far.
And will always want to do better in school, Not to stare into space, Acting like a fool, Unlike he use to.
My Mom will always pushed him, To tried his very hardest to succeed, As he always goes to class, And be on time just to learn & read.
Whatever obstacle or path he choose, At least he ain't got nothing else to lose, At least we are the ones who's going to become far, Because he shines just like the brightest star.
He is always so active, And who always considers to play basketball, With his school buddies, But also decides to follow his own footsteps, In any obstacle that he choose from now on.


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2 Many People Poem | Ryan Ngala

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I See Many People,
On the bus,
As it gets too crowded,
Who wants to excuse you?

Or you are just trying to get pass,
Like there’s no way out of here,
As you walk out of that door,
It’s like if some people,
Just don’t even hear you anymore.

Mr. Geoffrey Canada (HCZ's Very Own) Poem | Ryan Ngala

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Mr. Geoffrey Canada (HCZ's Very Own)



Edited, Recited, Typed & Written
By
Mr. Ryan Ngala
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He's one of the best,

Independent and greatest,

Harlem Children's Zone's very own after school president,

That I ever met.


Who considers to become,

One of the best role models,

In the entire planet,

As his goal was to take young smart, talented & educated adults and kids,

From the streets of New York City.


In one day make a change,

And a difference,

So they can all make it to go to college,

Just to gain more knowledge.


At his press conference earlier recently,

He announced his resignation,

To stepped down as CEO of the company,

So that Ms. Anne Williams - Isom could takeover his position later this summer,

But at least he won't be gone forever.


Alongside with Mr. George Khaldun,

His business partner,

A well known founder of the Harlem Children's Zone program,

Punch Poem | Ryan Ngala

Edited, Recited, Typed & Written By  Mr. Ryan Ngala Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry™
I'am a lonely boy,
Back when I was in high school,
When bullies punch me,
Some people,
Think I'am stupid.

Some people,
Think I'm dumb,
They will otherwise,
Start a fight,
Make a riot.

Then wanting,
To talk some,
Bulls**t behind their back,
And I sure as hell,
Don't want that.

Big Brother Poem | Ryan Ngala

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Big Brother Poem
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Mr. Ryan Ngala
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I am Ryan Ngala,
A.k.a The Big Brother,
I got whatever It takes,
Even though I make mistakes.

I will not let that be a problem,
Cause God’s on my side,
And he will never leave me,
Nor forsake me for the rest of my life,
Till the day that I die.
So one day I can strive to the fullest,
Here on earth and in heaven.

I’m the oldest and I will become the best that I can be,
And not for someone who will tell me to do this or that,
Cause all of that junk Is a piece of garbage,
But my mom won't take that,
Not a woman of God.

She will not accept the people that talk negative about me,
She Instead rejects and rebukes it,
And it's nice to have someone who believes you're the Big brother,
She will always stand right beside me,
And tell me that I am God's child and a Big Brother.


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Ms. Wendy Ngala Poem | Ryan Ngala

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Ms. Wendy Ngala Poem

Edited, Recited, Typed & Written By
Mr. Ryan Ngala Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry™
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Her name is Ms. Wendy Ngala,
My favorite sister of the year,
Who's destine to become victorious,
In every area of New York City.

Who clears through the entrance,
Throughout the five boroughs in all of Harlem,
I'll always give her $5 or $10 dollars of my own money,
So she can go get herself something to eat.

Who I always put her to sleep,
In her favorite blanket,
Ms. Wendy the lovely or the most beautiful,
It's what my Mom will always called her to be,
At least that's who I even respect her even more.

Whenever it comes to her,
Helping me or even my brother Abel,
Washing my clothes every weekend at the Laundromat,
She will always comes and seek us for guidance,
In anyway that she likes.

Who is always so cranky,
But never yet so sloppy,
Who desires everything that she wants,
But at least she doesn't front.

Who ha…