IRC-Galleria

A POEM WRITTEN BY AN AFRICAN...

Dear white fella , somethings you should know :

when I was born , I black

when I grow up , I black

when I go in sun , I black

when I cold , I black

when I scared , I black

when I mad , I black

when I sick , I black

and when I die , I still black




You white fella

when you born , you pink

when you grow up , you white

when you go sun , you brown

when you cold , you blue

when you scared , you yellow

when you mad , you red

when you sick , you green

and when you die , you grey

AND YOU HAVE THE FUCKIN' NERVE TO CALL ME COLORED