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now read this

This beautiful poem was SMSed to me by my beloved friend Georgina. It is written by an African kid and was nominated for the best poem of 2005 (don’t know who was the organizer, she didn’t specify). Read it, am sure you will love it:

When I born, I black.
When I grow up, I black.
When I go and sun, I black.
When I scared, I black.
And when I die, I still black.

And you white fellows,
When you born, you pink.
When you grow up, you white.
When you go and 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 coloured??

Read this

Gals and guys…read this beautiful and thought provoking piece by Scout. And please express your opinion. Hope the writer won’t mind a debate.