Hundreds of scenes, thousands of words, only the few would question.

All you should care for is to question the quests, then you can find answers to your answers.

Friday, 9 March 2012

AfRican cHIiLd


This poem, written by an African child was
nominated for the Best Poem of 2005. Colour..
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 Ü White fellows;
When U born, U pink;
When U grow up, U white;
When U go in sun, U red;
When U cold, U blue;
When U scared, U yellow; When U sick, U green;
When U die, U grey;
And U call me coloured ....

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