A poem written by an African

A poem written by an African

Dear white fella
Somethings 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 mad, 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 brown
When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow
When you mad, you red
When you sick, you green
And when you die, you grey.
And you have the fuckin nerve to call
me colored?