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 call me colored???
A Poem by an African child
About Me
- Saurabh
- * * * * * * * * * * * * मेरे सिरहाने जलाओ सपने. . . मुझे ज़रा सी तो नींद आए! [ Burn the incense stick of dreams closer to me. . .so that i get a little sleep,from the fragrance. . ] ~~Gulzar (In Maya Memsaab) * * * * * * * * * * * *
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Colored--Poem
When I born, I Yellow...
When I grow up, I Yellow...
When I go in Sun, I Strong Yellow...
When I scared, I Yellow..
When I sick, I Yellow..
And when I die,I still Yellow...
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