Nov 2012
The Pool Players.
Seven at the Golden shovel.
We real cool We
Left school. We
Lurk late. We
Strike straight.We
Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We
Jazz June. We
Die soon.
Seven at the Golden shovel.
We real cool We
Left school. We
Lurk late. We
Strike straight.We
Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We
Jazz June. We
Die soon.
By Gwendolyn Brooks. I saw this poem in a magazine as I sat in a lawyer's
office. A very pivotal time for me and it resonated.
office. A very pivotal time for me and it resonated.
