I am giving below a poem written by an African Child and which has been nominated for the Best Poem of 2005. The pain of the child and the gross discrimination against the black are focussed in the poem.

COLOUR
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 U white fellow?
When U born, U pink;
When u grow up, U white;
When U go in sun, you red;
When U cold, U blue;
When U scared, U yellow;
When U sick, U green;
When U die, U grey:
And U call me coloured!!!

(courtsey : Workers Forum )