When I was born, I was born black
When i’m sad, I’m black
When i’m in the sun ,am still black
When i’m sick, i’m black
When i’m scared ,I’m black
When I catch cold, I’m still black
And when I die, I die a black man.
But
When you were born, you are white
When you’re sad, you turn blue
When you catch cold, you are green
When you’re in the sun, you are red
When you’re scared, you turn yellow
When you die, you die gray
- AND YET, YOU CALLED ME COLOURED..
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