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    Tuesday, September 29, 2009
    Nice one

    This poem was nominated as Poem of 2005 for the Best poem in the world, penned by an African kid.........amazing thought!!!
    Black and White

    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 ??

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