Written by an African kid –
“When I born, I black.
When I grow up, I black.
When I go in sun, I black.
When I scared, I black.
When I sick, I black.
And when I die, I still black.
And you white fella …
When you born, you pink.
When you grow up, you white.
When you go in sun, you red.
When you cold, you blue.
When you scared, you yellow.
When you sick, you green.
And when you die, you grey …
And you calling me colored ??”
I've borrowed it from Amitabh Bachchan's blog.
2 comments:
Wow!! It's amazing!! Some wisdom!!
hey its v old... v hav a copy of it ha ha ha.... i knw its actually one of the best poems i hav come across... genius kid...n so true..
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