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The Big Apple (A Brief Chant)

The rooster crows at the break of dawn.
I rise to write a poetic song.
A look through the window,
and I hear someone shout!
What brings' you to the Big Apple.
I say, I came,
 by the way of the creator.

Then I replied with a night out on the town.
I look and observed all around.
I seen with my eyes',
even though I was deprived of sleep.
As the crowds gather in the streets.

The crowds begin to applaud.
I joined in and started to clapp,
as these talented brothers and sisters,
 was chanting their art of rapp.

I continue to stand, 
as the crowds' expand.
What a treat 
it was watching
 these brothers and sisters
 break dance.

I observed and learned
 knowing someday it'll be my turn 
to express a poetic song.

These brothers and sisters 
sure can chant the art of rapp,
and not only that by chance.
These talented brothers and sisters,
can perform the art of the break dance.

I look through the window,
at the break of dawn.
A rooster crows,
as I write a poetic song.
I hear someone shout!
What brings' you to the Big Apple.
I said , I came,
 by the way of the creator.

Copyright © Kevin Robinson | Year Posted 2005



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Growing To Be United

Yearning I keep learning,
what is the mysteries.
But, I don't fight it 
it doesn't get to me.
For, I can see the ways 
of being free,
in growing to be united.

Workingman is the frist participant,
in the fruits of communal pioneering effort.
Yearning I keep learning,
 about the mystery behind some history.
Such as "Time is the ultimate economic element,
and economizing is the economizing of time,
and that economic calculus
has to do with that economizing."

Yearning I keep  learning,
 about born in a land that often lends'
a powerful hand.
 I grasp and understand,
what is a nation under God,
and Dynamics of nation building
Liberty and Justice for all.
But I don't fight it,
it doesn't get to me.
For, I see the ways of being free.

But, our National Athem
 of the Star Spangle Banner,
is recited.
 And I'm wondering
 what's coming our way.
We can preveil,
we must preveil,
growing to be united
we cannot fail.

Copyright © Kevin Robinson | Year Posted 2005


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