gwendolyn brooks – a song in the front yard (is a good poem) lyrics
i’ve stayed in the front yard all my life
i want a peek at the back
where it’s rough and untended and hungry weed grows
a girl gets sick of a rose
i want to go in the back yard now
and maybe down the alley
to where the charity children play
i want a good time today
they do some wonderful things
they have some wonderful fun
my mother sneers, but i say it’s fine
how they don’t have to go in at quarter to nine
my mother, she tells me that johnnie mae
will grow up to be a bad woman
that george’ll be taken to jail soon or late
(on account of last winter he sold our back gate)
but i say it’s fine. honest, i do
and i’d like to be a bad woman, too
and wear the brave stockings of night-black lace
and strut down the streets with paint on my face
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