Thursday, May 6, 2010

We Real Cool by Gwendolyn Brooks

this poem reminds me when i graduated from high school and i had the same thought i am now cool i am free from baby stuff i am a college student. shes is like saying her friends and her are growing up fast.but when she saids lurk? she lost me there is it that she steals late? this poem seems like is a fast life thing where people sin do bad stuff and in others eyes they are cool