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Trinity Church Harlem  Poem Edited, Recited, Typed & Written  By Mr. Ryan Ngala Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry™ RyanNgalasPoems.Blogspot.com | STNPoetry.Blogspot.com It's a beautiful sunny day, To start on a fabulous Sunday, Where in the heart of Harlem, Lies what's in beneath the center of a local school located in 122nd Street, Between Lenox Avenue & Adam Clayton Powell Jr. Blvd.  The old church between 130th & 131st Street, Gets destroyed by a bomb cyclone, But I guess the storm wouldn’t leave the building alone, It just left danger and destruction inside along with it.  Where there are no rules allowed, Only just to love and praise for the person who created you to become, I guess there is no one else greater, Then the one and only Jesus Christ our Lord and savior.  Where the congregation of people, From all ages above, Who styles in their fabulous but gorgeous good looking clothes, Who ...

Stop The Violence Edited, Recited, Typed & Written By Mr. Ryan Ngala Ryan Ngala's Poems™ | STN® Poetry™ Don't snuff out my light, Before it has a chance to shine bright. Beat the Odds, Not your child,  Girl or boy friend, To be your own partner.  Violence Is, Not an Option, Non-Violence is just a lifestyle.  I want to hear laughter,  Not gunfire, Put Play back in Playgrounds, Cruel WORDS can hurt too as well.  Hit the Lottery, Not a child, Reach for a Peaceful Resolution, Not a Weapon.  Let My Life Be Elevated, Not Eradicated, I want to THRIVE in my neighborhood, Not just SURVIVE in my neighborhood.  Let my parents plan my life, Not my funeral, As a young adult, Cry at my Graduation, Cry at my Prom, Cry at my Wedding, Just don't cry at my funeral.  Copyright © 2008 - 2020 Ryan Ngala’s Poems™ | STN® Poetry™. All Rights Reserved.