A poem written by an African Shakespeare Dear white fella, Couple things you should know: When I was born, I black When I grow up, I black, When I go in sun, I black When I cold, I black When I scared, I black When I sick, I black, And when I die, I still black. 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 have the fucking nerve to call me colored?