Racism. I really hate that word. And also people who acts like that. You such a narrow-minded people when you think other ethnics are bad. Well, I’m not gonna talk too much about this “racism”. I’m just gonna show you a poem which was really inspired me. Maybe some of you guys have read this poem but it’s okay cause I really love it! This poem was nominated by UN as the best poem of 2006, written by an African Kid.
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 coloured?
Nah buds, how you feel?
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