My friend Farida sent me this and I cannot but share this with you readers.
Nominated by UN as the best Poem of 2006 -
Written by an African Kid
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 when you die, you grey
(in the writer's verbatim)
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 grey
And you calling me colored??
Good piece of work from the kid... ;p
ReplyDeleteHe who has no sin cast the first stone. Many times we are so quick to judge others without first looking at ourselves. Myself included.
ReplyDeletemental jog>
ReplyDeleteyes i came across this poem but i didn't know it was written by an african kid (i thought african adult) and nominated as best poem of 2006.
as usual, zorro, you made the post interesting with your variety of pictures. keep it up!
Hey zorro..That's actually a very old poem..First saw it in 1999 if Im not mistaken..And my family has come across the poem way before I did..Dont think the kid wrote it although it's excellent
ReplyDeletetinesh,
ReplyDeletewho wrote it, when did it first surface. I put up this post because of its value. Old or new, how many have read it is irrelevant here. It was sent to me in all goodwill. I saw its value and I wanted to share it with my readers. History, tinesh, is not necessarily what is written; History is WHAT HAPPENED, IS HAPPENING. Thanks for dropping by.
Honour to meet you today Senior Zorro.
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as well and make it point to this blog.
Joshua3 aka Josh Incorrigible!
Josh, my pleasure too although brief.Will take up your suggestion.
ReplyDeleteHi Zorro
ReplyDeleteIt has been a while since I left a comment in here. I do visit your blog often but sometimes I prefer to be a silent reader. That could be due to the fact that I find it hard to comment what our "wonderful" politicians are doing to the country. What needs to be said has already been said by your eloquent self and readers alike.
I like this post (not that I did not like the others). Simple poem with a very profound message. "Judge not lest you be judged."
Zorro, try telling tht to a few Msian (in a certain Msian-overseas internet group where i have dis-associated myself fr) living in the US.
ReplyDeleteJacque, I know how you feel hearing all these exasperating takes happening in your country and you are not here to do something physical. I can empathize with you. But your comments can help us in a multitude of ways....a tiny stone thrown into the lake cause ripples that spreads out.No plans yet for a Malaysian sojourn?
ReplyDeleteA reader here was moved such that he drove to the Malaysian Embassy to register to vote...he was told by our people that not to waste his time travelling that distance.
Are they going to accept your postal vote, or will the facility be available from where you are? They are allowing some 3000 postal votes in Ipoh Timor. A trip to Ipoh revealed no new army camps or new police stations. Big time cheats, to ensure that LKS don't remain incumbent MP next time around.
Hi Princess. get us their URL. We need to engage these people. Tks for dropping by.
ReplyDeleteHi Zorro, it's a great post! Thank you! :)
ReplyDeletegreat stuff
ReplyDeleteHi Zorro
ReplyDeleteI am too far away from a Malaysian Embassy. I believe my only chance is by postal vote. Being so far away from 'all things Malaysian' here, it is very inconvenient for me. I could try contacting the embassy by phone or email but I am going to wish myself "good luck" with that. :)
I was planning to make it back to Malaysia around Easter time. I will let you know. Hope to catch up with you and the rest.