This poem was nominated 4 best poem of 2005,
written by an African child:
When i born, i black.
When i grow up, i black. When i go in sun, i black.
When i get cold i black. When i scared, i black. When i sick, i black & when i die, i still black.
And u White fellas:
When u born, u pink. When u grow up, u white. When u go in sun, u red. When u cold, u blue. When u scared, u yellow. When u sick, u green. When u die, u grey,
But u call me colored . . . ;->
I wish I could show you in my own little way how much I value u, It wasn''t like years or centuries but what you have shown me is enaf to treasure you for a lifetime!
I had many options...
POISON,
ELECTROCUTION,
SLEEPING PILLS,
HANGING BY NECK,
COMING UNDER TRAIN,
JUMPING FROM A HEIGHT,
But...
I Chosed Education..... :->
