I am born black, they told me
The skin of my colour, which I am
I never knew I was black, till I was told
I am black, the colour of my tribe
I am born white, they told me
The skin of my colour, which I am
I never knew I was white, till I was told
I am white, the colour of my culture
I am yellow, they told me
The skin of my colour, which I am
I never knew I was yellow, till I was told
I am yellow, the colour my heritage
The love of my colour, the way I am
At times, we are born in mixed colours
How can I love a colour not mine
The love of all, depicts all colours
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