A POEM WRITTEN BY AN AFRICAN...
Dear white fella , somethings you should know :
when I was born , I black
when I grow up , I black
when I go in sun , I black
when I cold , I black
when I scared , I black
when I mad , I black
when I sick , I black
and when I die , I still black
You white fella
when you born , you pink
when you grow up , you white
when you go sun , you brown
when you cold , you blue
when you scared , you yellow
when you mad , you red
when you sick , you green
and when you die , you grey
AND YOU HAVE THE FUCKIN' NERVE TO CALL ME COLORED?!?
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Mahtava!!!
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