The ignominy of the haste with which we stoop to prejudice against each other in this world on racial and other grounds is a most deplorable affair. This is a poem by an anonymous African poet that takes a light-hearted swipe at mans inability to accept the notion of variation within his own species.
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 grey …And you calling me colored?"
Say no to racism