When I born, I am black
When I grow up, I am black
When I go in sun, I am black
When I scared, I am black
When I sick, I am black
and when I die, I am still black
and you White fella
When you born, you're pink
When you grow up, you're white
When you go in sun, you're red
When you cold, you're blue
When you scared, you're yellow
When you sick, you're green
and when you die, you're grey
and you calling me coloured??
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This poem was nominated for the best poem of 2005,
written by an African kid.
taken from here
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damn pop,,
it's touch me...
me too darl. Makanya langsung gw masukin blog gw. Lu bisa bayangin gak, gimana perasaan anak yang nulis puisi ini. Pedih. Gw cuma bisa ngerasain permukaannya aja. Menjadi terdiskriminasi memang gak enak. Tapi tentang perasaan yang lebih dalem lagi, tentu cuma anak itu yang bisa ngerasain
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