Friday, April 21, 2006

Poem by Malcolm X

When I was born, I was Black,
When I grow up, I’m Black,
When I go out in Sun, I’m Black,
When I’m scared, I’m Black,
When I’m sick, I’m Black,
And when I die, I’m still Black. . .

And you White fellow,
When you’re born, you’re pink,
When you grow up, you’re white,
When you go out in Sun, you’re red,
When you’re cold, you go blue,
When you’re scared, you go yellow,
When you’re sick, you’re green,
And when you die, you’re purple. . .

And you have the nerve to call me coloured?!
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