House Poem by Louis Borgo

My young brother my brother i ask what time is it

We have put on for the city we put on for city for

cities of nation of nations what time is

breaking bread everytime i take time to spit

it's no need to take time to think about it smell the coffee

then you know it foldgers in cup and

if i folding up cup may you know we going green for the safety of the earth

I'm no Captian Planet but I accept the ring my brother my young


brother are you wiling to pitch in or willing to

lean a head to recycle a cup or a can

I ask what time is it one beat one band House! !