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Mr. Abel Ngala Poem | Ryan Ngala

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Mr. Abel Ngala Poem
Edited, Recited, Typed & Written By  Mr. Ryan Ngala Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry™
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

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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
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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…

Beaten Poem | Ryan Ngala & Wendy Ngala

Beaten Poem
Edited, Recited, Typed & Written  By 
Mr. Ryan Ngala & Ms. Wendy Ngala
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It’s was 6 am in the Morning,

When I was up sleeping,
Got up the next morning,
To see what I’m dreaming,
Pulled up my jeans.


Put on that Ralph Lauren shirt,

Rocked those Nike’s,
Then went to work,
While going there.


Two boys looked at me,

Staring me down,
From the face to the knees,
Got up and started,
Down the way.


I was heading,

Then I started to sway,
They grabbed me from behind,
Punched me in the back.


Took off my shoes,

Took off in there Cadillac,
Stood there like a fool,
Thinking way to fast.


I wasn't cool,

I was just fat,
No time for some cheating,
I've just been beaten.

Fireworks Poem | Ryan Ngala

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Fireworks Poem Edited, Recited, Typed & Written 
By 
Mr. Ryan Ngala & Ms. Wendy Ngala
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I saw fireworks,

Bursting in all the variety of colors,
I hope that this is the night,
That things will last forever.


And maybe we'll never say never,

Fireworks light up my sky, 
When I was going to say goodnight,
I run outside and knew,
That had caught my sight.


I started to shoot the whole thing,

With the lens of my iPod touch wide open,
I love the way how it sparkle so much,
It's like I'm having a front row seat,
Waiting for the film to be rolling.

Back 2 School Poem | Ryan Ngala

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As summer ends,

And school approaches,

The sun starts to rise and shine.

So early in the morning,

Students had to get up,

And went to get dress,

To start thinking about,

A brighter future,

And a greater success.

A chance they can say to themselves,

That one day I can become a star,

As they work so hard,

One day they will go far.

To reach their goals,

And to fulfill their dreams,

With their classmates right beside them,

So they can work,

Together as a team.

Teachers came to teach,

Students came to learn,

Whether in a school or job,

As they earn themselves with a associate or a bachelor’s degree.

If they were,

To lead by example,

As they get older,

To go to college,

As they further their knowledge.

To become as young adults,

To become as greater leaders,

In seeing that one day they can and,
Will make a difference.

Sunglasses Poem | Ryan Ngala

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Sunglasses,
Used To fix,
Wear them,
Those guys & chicks.

Protect your eyes,
From the sun rays,
They lie upon,
Your eyes today.

You should be rocking,
Those Jimmy chus,
You got the brand name ones,
The bad ones to.

For them guys,
Who’s feeling so wacky?,
Put on them Sunglasses,
They make you so happy.

Being Strong & Stay Positive Poem | Ryan Ngala

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Be the main leader in the crowd,
Be proud of who God made you to be,
Keep your head up strong,
Stay positive, Be strong.

Treat others the way you want to be treated,
Believe in who God says you are,
Don't let people doubt you or let you down,
Stay strong.

Beautiful Poem | Ryan Ngala

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Edited, Recited, Typed & Written By 
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There’s no other word,
To describe your perfection,
You dress to impress,
For all the boys
Who stare at ya.

Keep on smiling, And posting pic’s,
Of ya bad self,
I like the way you look,
Now go strike a pose that,
you just took.

To put it as a profile,
Picture on facebook,
Dem divas haters will be hating,
Cause they ain’t styling as hard as you.

You have a passion for fashion,
In every aspect of your creativity,
Right in front of you,
You look like one of them fashion models,
Who styles on project runway,
And keep on stunning with them shades on all day long.

So keep on balling,
Keep stunting,
In any way that you like,
Go get yourself,
A Louis Vuitton, Gucci, Prada,  Dolce & Gabbana.

And a couple of Chanel bags,
Because to me,
You’re beautiful,
Just the way you are,
On the outside.