Saturday, April 26, 2008

A Poem

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??

My Friend Rajanikant Verma has forwarded me this poem.

This poem was nominated by UN as the best poem of 2006, Written by an African Kid


विवेक राय said...

very nice poem sir.....
(vivek rai)

Jitendra choubey said...

its a great thought

triptyshukla said...

are wah, kya likha hai