Peace be upon you
I have read a wonderful poem which was written by an African child
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 fellows
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
when you die,you grey
And you call me coloured
thank you