STN® Poetry™

Edited, Recited, Typed & Written By  Mr. Ryan Ngala & Mr. Rico Speight Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry ™ I can’t describe the words, Of how many people, Lost their lives, Where the Friday mass shooting, Took place in such a short period of time. Parents drop their kids, To school at, Sandy Hook Elementary, But is sad to say that, This will be the last time, They will ever see, Their loved one once again. This town has it's, Up’s and down’s, But full of pain and grief, But why would an evil madman, Take an innocent life, In such hatred and betrayal, The news media coverage, Says it all. When a 20-year old,   Started with an evil ambition in mind, He began shooting with hundreds rounds of ammunition, Knowing that he was dangerous and was being wanted for a crime. That he did commit, But he ended his life with a bullet, And that was the end of it, As a suspect who could have wished to be sent t...

Edited, Recited, Typed & Written By  Mr. Ryan Ngala Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN®  Poetry ™ RyanNgalasPoemsOfficial.Blogspot.com  |  STNPoetryOfficial.Blogspot.com 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 they can a...

Graduation Poem Edited, Recited, Typed & Written By Ms. Diana Cruz, Mr. Ryan Ngala & Ms. Wendy Ngala Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry™ RyanNgalasPoemsOfficial.Blogspot.com | STNPoetryOfficial.Blogspot.com It’s a glorious morning, And a special event, Students looking their best, As if heaven sent. They start their goodbyes, As well as their hello’s, To the past and the present, As their future's unroll. They’re awarded with, Smiles and cheers, Out of control, The previous year’s memories, Bring the tears that start to roll. The tears you said, You wouldn’t cry, When you got to this moment, But with all the joy it brings, You just have to own it. Despite all the haters, Who said you couldn’t do it, You didn’t get mad but said, You would just have to prove it. You look out and see the ones you care for, By your side, Proud of what you’ve accomplished, It was always inside. Your God given talent, Found it's way to shine through, It was with the...

Edited, Recited, Typed & Written By  Mr. Ryan Ngala Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry™ RyanNgalasPoemsOfficial.Blogspot.com | STNPoetryOfficial.Blogspot.com I’ve never thought, That this day, Would become a reality. When police come to the rescue, And begin to charge the protesters, In a brutal militaristic assault. When the Occupy Wall Street rally, Has finally just begun, Many have come to chant during the march, But it was not much fun. As many protesters march throughout, The town of Wall Street, So many police officers were on the scene, As they came to shut it down. Not knowing of themselves, That they were going to, Get caught in the middle of the act, Hurting so many businesses and families. That it ends right here, As violence starts to escalate, In the middle of nowhere. Starting to chant and scream, When they started to raise their voices, Screaming for no job cuts, As the American people, Continue to say. So they approach, As they continue to march...

Edited, Recited, Typed & Written  By  Mr. Ryan Ngala Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry™ RyanNgalasPoemsOfficial.Blogspot.com | STNPoetryOfficial.Blogspot.com I see my vision, As I glare through my television, Hoping that one day, I can become a star, I can make a brighter future, One day I will go far. To be in whoever I want to be in life, So I can strive, In the highest obstacle, And achieve on the highest pedestal. I can embrace, On the right path, One day I will do better in math, I can make a brighter future in my success, In hoping that one day I can become the very best. One day I will go further, I rise to the top of the tallest mountain, I'm never gonna stop, As I reach to the highest bidder. Like Rick Ro$$ say, I want to be "Rich Forever", I want to become a writer, To become a better rhymer, As I reach to the top, Of the tallest skyscraper.

Edited, Recited, Typed & Written By Mr. Ryan Ngala Ryan Ngala’s Poems™ | STN® Poetry™ RyanNgalasPoems.Blogspot.com | STNPoetry.Blogspot.com Love is spread,  All around us,    You just can't get enough of it,   When someone sends you a card,     Ask "Do You Want To Be My Valentine?". As you reply with a smile on your face,  You see someone who loves you,   That you love the person right back,    Give you a kiss on the mouth,   But that's what love is all about.    Seeing someone pass you the flowers,    That smells so lovely,   As you consider yourself,  To be the one you're in love with,    For this is a special week,   On Valentine's Day to become,  And be love by everyone around you.