And You Call Me Colored

When I was born I was black
When I was sad I was black
When I was hot I was black
When I was sick I was black
When I was scared I was black

When you was born you was pink
When you was sad you was blue
When you was hot you was red
When you was sick you was green
When you was scared you was yellow

And you call me colored.

by Agra Gra

Comments (4)

Nice poem............
The light shone out afar; It guided home the plunging dhows Beautiful poem, thanks poet.
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Good poem..............