Monday, May 4, 2009

This poem was nominated for the best poem for 2005

Written by an African kid –

“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 grey …and you calling me colored??”

An African saying –
“If you want to walk quick, walk alone.
If you want to walk far, walk together.”

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