Poem by an African Kid

I like this one, got it form forwarded email. :-)

This poem was nominated poem of 2005 for the best poem, written by an African kid.........amazing thought!!!

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 fella, 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 ??

1 comments:

K. Senthil Kumar said...

Fantastic!
A perfect example for post-colonial writing. Where did you get this one?

Very nice!