(Black & White)
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 coloured?
1 comment:
Black is beautiful....but you need two torchlights...to shine at each other in the dark.....to be quiet..not to wake up the children...looking for the hole...to stop the leak.
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