Grass on the Field Track

’87 to ‘95
20 to 30 kids
Uniform wearing, single classroom, parochial upbringing

And of that group of kids
Half of them were boys
Fuck the freeze bell, they’re playing football on a field of rocks and soil

But that’s the place where I
First learned to run
Where I snuffed my asthma out

And I’d like to think
That in the end
Those scraps and cuts made us strong

But anytime they had a voice
“Ask us how we improve the school”
I know dem boys would all agree
You gotta look out the classroom

Decades passed and things stayed the same
But I heard through the grapevine, I heard things have changed
My first thought is good for them
But the kid inside remains envious

Because they got the grass
Even if it’s synthetic grass
And who paid for that?...for that
Grass on the field