CREATIVE-POETZ COLLABORATION

TEMPLE 🪘
MICHAEL 🥁
DESTINY JOHNSON 🛢️
ELIZABETH JOSHUA 🥁
ASHLEY 🪘
JOSEPHINE 🛢️
MATTHEW 🥁
SUNDAY MERCY 🪘
NUEL 🥁
AMAKA 🛢️
PROVIDENCE 🥁
THE GLORIOUS WRITS 🪘


TEMPLE
🪘
In the rhythm of the beat, the Afro begins to sway,
A fusion of cultures, a vibrant display.
From Lagos to Accra, to the streets of New York,
Afro beats and hip-hop, a harmonious talk.

The drums, they speak with power and grace,
Telling stories of struggle and embracing our race.
The melodies, they soar, lifting spirits high,
Celebrating our heritage, reaching for the sky.

Afro beats, they carry the essence of the land,
Rooted in tradition, yet modern and grand.
The pulse of the djembe, the strum of the guitar,
Creating a tapestry of sound that takes us far.

Hip-hop, a revolution, a voice for the unheard of,
Speaking truth to power, with every single word.
From the Bronx to Compton, it found its way,
Empowering the marginalized, each and every day.

The flow of the lyrics, the rhythm of the rhyme,
Expressing our struggles, our triumphs, and time.
Afro and hip-hop, a beautiful blend,
Uniting cultures, transcending trends.

So let the music play, let the beats ignite,
Afro and hip-hop, shining bright.
In every note, in every verse,
A celebration of our music, a blessing, a curse.

MICHAEL
🥁
Blowing on my Bugle Horn
Broke a Fiddle like Michael Dorn
Took my Tuba belt a Tune
Like Jesse James goes in Saloon

Pied Piper plays a Flute no Less
Ram's Horn blaring means to Bless
Jimmy Hendrix on Guitar
R&B wherever you Are

Opera Singers sing their Song
Piccolos tweet all day long
Triangles tinkle in the Night
Hell's Bells tell those frightful Sights

Tambourines and Harps they play
Off and on all through the day

🥁

DESTINY JOHNSON
🛢️
And the beat goes on,
The music never ends,
The rhythm never stops,
The dancing never bends.
The sound of the drums,

And the strum of the strings,
The melody flows,
And the crowd starts to sing.
The dance floor is full,
And the party is hot,

The people are moving,
As the music just rocks.
The beat goes on,
And the night never ends,
The party is still alive,
And the joy never bends.

🥁

ELIZABETH JOSHUA
🪘
The beat goes on, and the drum plays,
As the dancers twirl, in a joyful haze.
The rhythm flows, the melody sings,
As the crowd moves, on happy wings.
The beat goes on, and the night is young,
As the stars shine bright, with a song unsung.
The beat goes on, and the night is long,
As the dancers dance, and the music's strong.
The beat goes on, till the morning light,
And the memory fades, of...