[Poem 1] Christmas in New York

A beautiful night with songs of sleeping in the hay

 red, green, and, gold lights twinkled in the night

 My heart lifted with every chorus Oh holy night

Oh how I miss the place where I belong.

 It’s the season of warmth and cheer

 Families strengthen the values they hold so dear.

 I remember the sound of my church Christmas bell

 Oh how I miss the place where I belong.

 Memories of my familiar carols play

 Bringing feelings of sorrow near

 My family close  but yet so far

 Oh how I miss the place where I belong.

[Poem 2]Strength

Some have called me an alien

Saying, that I don’t belong

Calling me inferior to their superior

But like a majestic  mountain, I’ve overcome

Some have proclaim that pursuit of happiness

A Gods’ given gift to all man

Yet I was enslaved and lynched

But like Christ of Nazareth, I’ve overcome

Some have shoot me with denied entry

Others have kneel on my neck

In hopes to stop me from breathing

But like a cat with nine lives, I’ve  overcome.

Some are enraged by my simple existence

Saying my blackness is too black

 Fuel with hatefulness, they drain my well

But like a cactus in the desert, I overcome.

[Poem 3] Americans are Crying

I hear Americans crying many tears of sorrow

Families are in mourning, children are lost

Love ones are passing on at a speedy rate

Free vaccine have created a controversy

Doctors are mentally distraught, nurses are over worked,

Boatmen are stuck at various canals

Prices of perishable good gone up

Food pantries are out of stock

Infrastructure bill aim to alleviate the suffering

Stimulus checks seized to exist

Labor Board is overwhelmed with unemployed cases

Crime and rubbery have escalated to an all-time high

Police and firemen are being laid off

I hear America crying  various cry.

[Poem 4] None Like You

I yearn a hug from you when life is tough,

Your advise was like a comforting cloth.

You kept me away from being handcuff,

My empty hands you filled with stuff,

Even when my  finances was rough.

Now you’re not here to call my bluff,

The time we shared was not enough.

I took you for granted and now I lost,

A gift that never had a  cost.

Wished your path could be uncross,

To keep my  memory from frost.

A picture of you shine with gloss,

Hangs on a frame like a boss.

Your wisdom I always loved and trust.