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 fella,

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 grey.

And you calling me coloured?

FILZAH SHOWED ME THIS POEM. Isn't it meaningful and really cool at the same time? According to her, it's written by an African boy. This poem should be shown to the whole world yeah.