Another poem

Okay, I seem to just be on some poetry kick, because after posting the last one I couldn't stop thinking about this poem that came up in the African American lit class I wound up taking to fulfil some sort of general ed. requirement. This is "We Real Cool" by Gwendolyn Brooks.

We real cool. We
Left school. We

Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We

Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We

Jazz June. We
Die soon.