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Thursday, May 24, 2012

The best poem of 2009





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?


The best poem of 2009 
This poem was nominated by UN as the best poem of 2009,  
Written by an African Kid



2 comments:

  1. If grown-ups are as innocent as children,this barrier of colour would have never occured

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  2. ya,,,,
    ethnic distinction is the most worst thing....

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