This poem was nominated poem of 2005 for the best poem, 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 yo! u 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?? <!-- |**|begin egp html banner|**| -->
good one Dear Surya, very true. the person who turns into so many colors shld be the colored one & not someone who is black all the time. this one, no wonder made its way to the best peom.