Poem

Erykah Brazzeal May 21, 2011 Pre- ap Language Arts- block 3/7 Mrs. Beckett =__Brothers__= . Greasers are almost like hoods; we steal things drive souped-up old cars and hold up gas stations and have a gang fight once in a while.

Not like Socs, who jump greasers and wreck houses and throw beer blasts for kicks and get editorials in the paper for being a disgrace.

We're almost as close as brothers

Tough is the same as rough; tuff means cool, sharp like a tuff looking

Us greasers usually stick together

Our one rule besides, Stick together, is Don't get caught.

We had always been close budddies, and those lonely days in the church stregthened our friendship.

We needed Johnny as much as he needed the gang, and for the same reason.

Half of the hoods i know are pretty decent guys underneath all that grease, and from what i heard a lot of Socs are just cold-blooded mean but people usually go by looks.

One week took them all.

It's not fair

"Nothing gold can stay."



To Be Golden Is To Believe In Yourself

Ponyboy, who are you? Where do you come from? Two-Bit’s switchblade, greaser hair…. Where do you belong? An East side greaser they call you. That’s where you must stay. Never a wealthy soc from the West Side, "But remember: it’s okay…we aren’t in the same class <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; line-height: 115%; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: auto;">Just don’t forget that some of us watch the sunset too." <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: auto;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; line-height: 115%; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: auto;">"Greasers will still be greasers and Socs will still be Socs. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: auto;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; line-height: 115%; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: auto;">It’s the ones in the middle that are really the lucky stiffs." <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: auto;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; line-height: 115%; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: auto;">No cars or rings-just long hair. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: auto;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; line-height: 115%; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: auto;">"Stay gold, Ponyboy. Stay gold." <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: auto;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 16px; line-height: 115%; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: auto;">-Alexandra Corpus-