“The lies I could tell,
when I was growing up
light-bright, near-white,
high-yellow, red-boned
in a black place,
were just white lies”.

This poem white lies uses a sarcastic tone when speaking on lies basically telling the readers that they lied a lot growing up and they clearly told different lies ever time and they were bad or good  because the narrator says “light-bright, near-white,

high-yellow, red-bonedin a black place,were just white lies” and usually when people say that it’s because they are lying or lied regularly.

We real cool. We

Left school. We

Lurk late. We

Strike straight. We

Sing sin. We

Thin gin. We

Jazz June. We

Die soon

Another poem that I chose by Gwendolyn Brooks called we real cool reminds me of how people now days are in this new generation thinking they are so cool and doing whatever they want because it looks good but not realizing later on in life it can kill you.

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