This poem was nominated by UN as the best poem of 2006, Written by an African Kid
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 ?!
4 comments:
very impressive,,i like it ...
Thank you so much Ayat ! yeah the kid who wrote this Brilliant !
well i dont know if i like it.It sounds genuine and innocent but there is some racist undertone coming from it everyone can be racist doesnt matter the skin color
It's written by a very young African kid who probably suffered from racism himself , let's call it a reaction from the heart :) and of course racism has no color or religion or nationality
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