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Written by an African Kid - قراءة المزيد لهذا المؤلف

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 gray

And you calling me colored

سمر خوري - فلسطين
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juliana - san jose California
very intersting , i've read it about 12 years ago and it was still stuck in my head, more powerful than you think,and indeed correct. blacks are called colord which they do not change color ever............... powerful message. thanks for posting. great website by the way

وفاء عنيتاوي - نابلس
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