Colour of the skin, huh?

This poem was nominated by UN as the best poem of 2006 and is 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 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 gray

And you calling me colored? 

Ironic isn't it? Ponder over this and treat your friends in a better way. You never know how bad they felt deep down. Before it's too late, mend your fences, people!