"New to this town"

Ezzie Brown

02-19-16

AP Lang

Reflection on Shakespeare’s Sonnets

“New to This Town”

We moved here where the trains rattle pretty,

We’ll be better here, where the winds blow cruel.

See the same dirt roads in a new dirt city,

Same dirt people in another dirt school.

You can walk down the streets, untamed, unseen

Walk through the halls, where you’re besieged by rage,

hunted and hurried and hassled and weaned:

I’m salty, I know, like all of my age.

But we’re the honest ones, still young in Phase.

We can’t tell lies to save our lives, so know,

Your nothing answers merit hollow praise;

We’ll go higher than you, though we’ll go slow.

Someday I’ll run where you can’t pull me down

On a new dirt road to a new dirt town.