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When I 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 folks . . .
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.
So who you callin’ colored?

Poet, Uncertain

from the Found Words that Inspire collection

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