Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—; I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. -The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost

Monday, February 18, 2008

Who is colored?

I got this from a colleagues who sent us copies of this email...
It's interesting to think that it does raise a thought or two on the subject of race...

It's said that this was written by an African kid and was nominated by the UN as the best poem of 2006

WHO IS 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 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 grey

And you calling me colored??

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