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

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Getting Money | Straight Stunting | 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™
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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,
We know they aren’t getting nothing,
Because we all made it into something.

My name is Ryan N…

#SubwayDancers Poem | Ryan Ngala

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#SubwayDancers 
Edited, Recited, Typed & Written  By  Mr. Ryan Ngala  Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry™ 
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As I stumble upon a train,  When I enter on an 8th Avenue local stop, I see some upcoming dancers introducing themselves,  As they started to perform straight to the top.

Doing tricks and flips like I've never ever seen,  It became a social media phenomenon,  As I scroll upon my Instagram,  As these dancers came and show their stuff.

Many dancers were moving to the body,  To the music that they were shaking to,  No distraction from them other train passengers,  Listening to the sound of wherever the music was playing from.

They Started to get warm up,  Get ready to burn up,  When they turn up the sound to their speakers,  They made some room to make some clear space.

One, Two, Three all eyes are on them,  Many of the moves that I see,  They already practice for themselves,  As They listen to the sound of the rhythm.

I wish th…

How Much Do You Love Me? Poem

How Much Do You Love Me? PoemEdited, Recited, Typed & WrittenByMr. Ryan NgalaRyan Ngala’s Poems™ | STN® Poetry™
How much do you love me,More than I can ever know,To put flowers on you like a crown,As If you were sitting on the throne.
What makes you so beautiful,Despite all the boys being so pitiful to you,Don't let them hate or throw shades at you,Just because you look so much beautiful even more than they do.
But is how much you love the person right next to you,Deep inside your heart,Right from the very start,How to find the person you even meet in one day,Can even become your best friend till the very end.
Who do I love is my mother,She will always take good care of me,Unlike any other person that I have ever seen,That can even be put in an iPad screen.
How much do you love your family,All the above,Especially for my Mom, My Sisters,My Brother and I,Will one day reach for the starsoh so high. 
That's how much,I can tell,That makes me feel so well,That's all I ever wanted…

Ms. Wendy Ngala Poem | Ryan Ngala

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Ms. Wendy Ngala Poem


Edited, Recited, Typed & Written 
By 
Mr. Ryan Ngala
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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 has dreams to be…

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

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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 | 
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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.

M…

The Jesus Within Me (No One) Poem | Ryan Ngala

The Jesus Within Me (No One)
Edited, Recited, Typed & Written By
Mr. Ryan Ngala Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry™

I see the Jesus within me, The one who created me, The one who strengthens me, The one who believes in me for what, I'm hoping & dreaming for.

For all young boys & girls, Who believes in him from their heart, Right from the very start.

And no one starts to get angry, For that's for the work of the devil, That the Satin is Planning.

So don't get mad, As we pray, For what Jesus Christ who has help us to become as a, Happy Christian people we really are today.