The mood the breeze the night you had to make your moves just right now that is groovy baby
The sounds the barriers the grip to tap of a foot to the
Snap of a figure things where in rhyme
Oh how it feel to be living for the day
Of the game was to be played the player was the day
Was up daddy o smooth
Smooth down to suit & tie down to crease of the hymn of pants
Down to cold jet black shoes now that my friends is style
They was groom cut down trim just one more reason
To step in the name of love
You talking about Harlem Nights
You talking about a lot people founding there wives
I’m not here to tell you about history you can read all about it
But Poets was established Actors was established
And some case is Cookes was established
So I ask what is the difference between freedom and opportunity?
The information is there you just got to read all about it
If I had a choice how of what to be called I choice to be called black folks
Cause black people know how show you a good time
Harlem Nights be easy
A poet and still running
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An impressive poem........................