Let me get out of New York
Bags are packed
Deportation fact
It’s time to leave
People of New York, don’t be deceived
I stood for come and all
It now is no more
Leaving the New York City shore
Enough is enough for sure
Getting out while I can
If I was deported, I would probably be sent to France
Fat chance
Hudson River is my escape to my own new world
History was
The Statue that was of the people
Constitution said
Fulfilled for years
Bags, we got a journey
The statue will now be cut down to a skeleton
Quickly leaving town
People beware
Embrace one another with care
It’s freedom for me
I can’t wait and see
Run Ms. Liberty Run.

Pray
Worship
Praise
Faith
Devotion
Desire
Connection
Believe
Acqu­aint
Turn from Evil to Good
Spread the Good News
Read the Gospel
Extend the Gospel to others
Chosen Ones
Hallelujah

We The People of this nation
We are taking a stand
This is America’s land
Principles that bind
Constitution stands
Higher powers want to change and rearrange
We the People say things should stay the same
Laws having Laws
Rules with a don’t touch
One beginning with a reason
New beginning wants communism
The Forefathers that came before saw a need for the constitution
It was going to be America’s Resolution
Higher powers are seeking a different direction
Word for word sections with insertions
Executive Order after Executive Order
Statue of Liberty, your voice silenced
Civil Rights, you are being ignored
Freedom is being dimmed with no tomorrow
We the People are ready for a fight to defend
This is not America’s end
Standing and Chanting
“We The People have had Enough”
Forefather’s souls have been uplifted in our cause
Reality has set in
Ready has been holding steady
Our eyes on who we are and what can be accomplished
The names of each Forefather established
We the People now and continuing forever
The multitudes with power hour by hour
We will never tire nor sour
We The People eyes
Understanding and Wise.

Action in movement
Mirror Response
More than flex
Beyond the feeling of perplexed
Fitness and shape
Pain and gain
Transformation
Contour
Body Condition
Consistence
Exercise
Proper Nutrition
Hardness and Proportion
Muscle detail
All the efforts were without fail.

Morning Mr. Postman
Do your thing in bringing my mail
You do with care and without fail
Sometimes mail I need to respond
You always follow through
It’s a daily routine to pursue
You are the king of the neighborhood
You offer candy treats to the kids
They see you like a dad
You one happy Lad
You are true to your responsibility
You show the USPS reality
No matter the weather
You get the mail through
Mr. Postman, you have become the neighborhood’s friend
That’s no pretend
Until then, I will talk to you again.

Not a slogan nor advertisement
Fair exchange
Commuters listen and wonder
Poetry words coming to life
The ride with readings from actual Poets
Poetry of all kinds sharing beyond compare
Moment in write of Poetry time
Through traffic of rush hour
It becomes the assemble
Poetry readings commuter sit
Inspiring and uplifting fit
Words that never quit
Discerning gift
Direct craft
Something never done before
Words after words no can ignore
Unique and Genuine
Words that are kind
Transit Bus Poetry tone
A Poets doing their thing in letting it be known.

Shackled with no name
Been a Slave far too long
Always without fail
Blocked out
Praying to the Heavens
How long?
The Sun beats high and strong
I have been told I don’t belong
I have educated my mind
Read books of endless chapters
Darkened theory
Beaten and torn
How Long?
Night skies being my Race in the day
I run but it is like slow motion
I try to cry but no tears drop

Created from High above
Heaven to think of
Goodness and purpose
How Long?

Dignity and Pride
When will it Truly Arrive?
Determination on whole
God being my threshold
Looking for a Blessing
When?
Tremble and Scare
No one wants to listen nor care
The foundation is on my shoulders
Strength to withstand
All on God’s land

The world sees only what they see
There is no freedom
Trapped within a square and circle
Stuck in but can’t get out
I must bear
Praying, praying and endless praying
Trying to be still and wait
Within is a hesitate

One day the moment, I will be free
A world that shall be judged
Tomorrow will finally arrive
A glorious kingdom and togetherness shall be
Hallelujah Shout
God will brought me out.