"When i was born, i was black.

As I grew up, I was black.

When I am sick, I am black.

When I am in the sun, I'm black.

When I'm cold, I am black.

When I die, I'll gonna still be black. But you, sir...

When you were born, you were pink,

When you are sick, you turn green,

When you stay too loong under the sun, you turn red.

When you are cold, you get blue.

And when you die, you will be purple.

And yet you have the nerve to call me 'coloured'." - and the black man turned around and the white man walked away.

Put this story on your profile if you want to help stop racism.

u answered.......that's how much i love u" i smiled and kissed u.... y is it raining?" i asked......its sad" u said.....u were quiet but i believed u. i could tell u were sad...so i asked... whats the matter?".... u were silent then u said to me....im worried.".....y?" then u said....because when i look up at the sky every star reminds me of you ...and how much i miss u..."i was confused then i asked...whataya mean?" u said the day i lost u was the same day i realize the stars stoped shining....i was still confused.....but im not dead"......u cried n said im sorry...!".....y u sorry...?"......cuz u died in my arms a few hours ago thts y the skys are crying".....that's when it hit me n i understood y the sky wasnt shining with the stars it got fogged with the smoke with the flames of the burning car and the rain was the fireman putting it out if u believe in love in the after life post this in your page

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