white and colored people
This poem was nominated poem of 2005 for the best poem, written by an African kid.........amazing thought
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 colored
very cool ..
thank u very much media1,
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nice start.. keep going.
thank you veeeery much :)
so cool
God bless you Media
Do your best dear partner
So awesome
You really chose sth special, keep on, never stop providing us with such precious stuff
I have made some changes on your original text in terms of colors and font size :o
thanks so much , jooan , nidal narut and mr.taha for passing
i hope i will keep going whith this ,,,
It was very good ,maybe I late but thanks for your subject . :)
oh .... welcome ceng >>
and do not worry ,,,
thanks for your comment
this is my first step
I hope that u r going to like it
sorry for doing some mistakes
e.g
the last word (color) is not from the poem
Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened