RIP.

We be chilling
we be illing
they be tripping
but we keep winning.

They be smirking
they be hating
we be ruling
but they keep coming.

We be soaring
we be flying
they be stopping
but we keep reminding.

They be crying
they be praying
we be dying
but they keep losing.


a homework based on the poem by Gwendolyn Brooks', 'We Real Cool'.

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.