Poem by an African........Awesome
Dear White fella............ Couple of things you should know.....
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 fella,
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 ???????????
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 fella,
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 ???????????
posted by Pranav Nasa at
1:40 AM
2 Comments:
At first this read like a pro Black poem, Nothing wrong with that. Then i went all anti White.Tell me a man who plays table tennis is not a racist for that would make me a fellow table tennis player very sad.Being anti Anybody makes us cheapen ourselves so get a grip big man .Life is too short to act like this.
By
Patt, at 1:50 AM
You have the right to be angry but not the right to be cruel.
By
Patt, at 1:54 AM
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