Poem by African kid

aku suka poem ni.. simple tp maksudnya mendalam...

The irony of it all....

This poem was
nominated by UN as the best poem of 2006, 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 fellow
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 coloured?