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Auntie Doreen Poem | Ryan Ngala

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God has created a beautiful woman,
That he has made,
So she can be human in his name,
She has a loving and caring heart.

Right from the start that,
It'll be staying,
In her special body,
Living in her own special house,
Because she's making,
So much money.

She is a hard worker,
Who's living longer,
That she'll always remains stronger,
As she is leaving in her place in Jalingo, Nigeria.

To be arriving and visiting us here in America,
All Day,
Can you guess her name?,
For who she really is.

The answer is here,
On a piece of paper,
And a picture of her beautiful smile,
That's person name is Auntie Doreen.

Beaten Poem | Ryan Ngala & Wendy Ngala

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Beaten Poem
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Mr. Ryan Ngala & Ms. Wendy Ngala
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It’s was 6am 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.

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Mr. Barack Obama Poem | Ryan Ngala & Wendy Ngala

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Mr. Barack Obama Poem
Edited, Recited, Typed & Written
By 
Mr. Ryan Ngala & Ms. Wendy Ngala
Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry™ RyanNgalasPoemsOfficial.Blogspot.com | STNPoetryOfficial.Blogspot.com It’s time right now,
Yes we can,
Change the world,
Someday somehow.

Something we can believe in,
Is what we need,
Now is reality,
We need a new seed.

Time for Equality,
Time for a change,
With Barack Obama,
Nothing is the same.

Stop the killer’s,
Help the poor,
Stop drug dealers,
Open the door.

We need to seize the day,
And to do it now,
Yes it matters now,
With Barack’s health is restored.

Lives are saved,
No more poor,
Tax are reduced,
For the poor.

Change is now,
Change is scored,
Barack Obama,
Is incredible,
Legacy Impossible.

He set the bars for African Americans,
Votes have been tallied,
From every state,
Every City.

He has made a landing,
In all America he’s the only one standing,
There’s a different face,
In all our presidents.

He’s no disgrace,
An American resident,
We stand together,
His legend is forever hold,
For…

Sunglasses Poem | Ryan Ngala

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 wacky?
Put on the Sunglasses,
They make you happy.

God (In My Life) Poem | Ryan Ngala

God (In My Life) Poem
Edited, Recited, Typed & Written By Mr. Ryan Ngala Ryan Ngala’s Poems™ | STN® Poetry™
In my life I was born & raised in,
Harlem, New York,
In my birthplace that I was Baptist in,
In these days I was stress.
But God knows that I’m so bless,
In the name of Jesus I pray to him amen,
That when I grow up I’ll become a business man,
To do the best I can.
For this is who I’am,
Not for what people even said to me to believe that I was in Special Ed,
But God said to me that I’m a young & talented kid,
That I was even so kind to help my mother out.
Yes I did do that,
That my father was dead,
I see the tears of my mother eyes,
It was no lie & was no joke.
Even for the struggle we face,
I told Auntie Elizabeth to be brave,
That God will always be there for you,
He’ll always be there for me.
In My Life,
He has made a sacrifice,
For that I am truly thankful,
That makes us so special.
In his eyes we are all one,
Different colors, faces, abilities,
We all have the same mindset,
Which plea…

Being Strong & Stay Positive Poem | Ryan Ngala

Being Strong & Stay Positive Poem
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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.

Figure Skating In Harlem (F.S.H) Poem | Ryan Ngala

Edited, Recited, Typed & Written By  Mr. Ryan Ngala Ryan Ngala’s Poems™ | STN® Poetry™
The girls join the program,
To Figure Skating In Harlem,
To go & skate on the ice,
They do it so nice.
Don’t let the boys want to hate,
But let them appreciate the effort,
For whatever or whenever the girls are really are so for doing,
That it gets them girls going.
There on another level,
Don’t let them be control,
By the devil,
To let them be stressing others or to be frustrating by themselves.
Because they are to bless to be stress,
To look on forward to their future and brighter success,
So when they get their awards,
All the parents said “Yes! Good job girls”.
As parents raise their daughters,
To become as known as better figure skaters,
To work harder & rise higher,
Let the Instructors’ & Advisors’ help you out.
Don’t let yourselves to be out, On the streets late @ this time,
Of night,
As Figure Skating In Harlem will be a nice place for you girls to be @ home.