Live from Brooklyn

We ponder on the witty conversations

and exchange of ideas that stirs our minds

We see the band play music in harmony

We hear the bird's songs

We see them on stage under the spotlight

We heard the songs on the radio

We saw them in books, in pictures

in museums and television

But there is nothing that compares

when we see them alive in font of us

My hearts beats to the rhythm

There is nothing but sincere gratitude

for the gifts of those who were here before us.

Though some hopes of our youth are still unmet

There is genuine joy to receive

when we all partake to savor

the variety of flavors of the

fruits on the table.

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