This poem was nominated for the best poem of 2005, written by an African kid.
When I born, I black.
When I grow up, I black.
When I go and 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 and 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??
2 comments:
you seem like you're on a sentimental run, Ms. Poetic! hehe. love the poems though :)
haha..silly yindeh..NadiAAA wrote one for me too.
see next post!
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