i read a pome and who wrot it was a black young boy.....
its says that...

a white felo when he's angre he turns red...
when he's happy he turns yellow...
when he's sick he turns blue..
when he's normal he's white..
and when he die he turns black...

but me when i'm angre i'm black..
when i'm happy i'm black..
when i'm sick i'm black..
when i'm normal i'm black..
and when i die i'm stilll black...

and you calle me COLOERD
!!!!!!!!!!!!!


so do you think in our society there's still comparison btween black and white....:icon9:

your sis..

el-7ajria..

i dont thick so dear

thtas was long days back

but now alhamdllah by the grcace of allah alhamdllah for every thing
people have changed and no one is thinking like that

any ways sis thatnk you for your nice poime

sis

me

hi......
nowdays all people are equal and we see inside the people not their color
thank you for this poem

i agree with my sisters before whome came before me

it is a nice poem and it remains me with luther king-- i have dream- one of the most famous poem in the world that speaks about freedom and colour..

nice touch dear sis
keep it up

thanks all for the comments...

i wish to know about the pome whish your talking about...

Nice poem
Thanks

thanks all for passing bay n for the cine comment u wrote...