This poem was nominated by the UN as the best poem of 2006. It was written by an African child. This was forwarded to me by my Practice Lead last night and I find it very cute. So I decided to share this on my blog.
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 fellow
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 gray
And you calling me colored?
2 comments:
i always liked this poem. read it before somewhere. truly innocent but it sure hit a nerve...
that's true mommy che!!!
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