A Poem by a Black Kid

Got it through a forwarded mail. Simply brilliant.

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 grey
And you calling me colored??



6 Responses

  1. lol!By the way I’ve just moved my blog

  2. Again? Are you taking the word “blog-hopping” literally?

  3. haha i m weird. I was scared someone real was reading my blog 😛

  4. I read it a long time back and yes this is a priceless poem on the issue of racism. I love the way it counter questions everything in a subtle way.

  5. Agree whole-heartedly. But where have you been Raheel?

  6. This is true and really this is priceless. Keep it up………….

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