This poem was nominated poem of 2005 for the best poem, written by an African kid.
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 you White fella,.....
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..

And you calling me Colored ..

interesting really isit?
what basis we judge people on.

anyway. got back my amath. B3. ohwell. was expecting that. thought i wrote nonsense. rah

i went to the park today hoping to find some solace in familiar surroundings. but i was duely disappointed. there were like major construction works going on building dunno what. sam says its a desalination plant. but abit wrong place eh. i went cycling round the baches and got real sad. its to dirty and disgusting noe. maybe its the full moon pulling the tide out, but whats hidden underneath is really disgusting. with all the seaweed and all. shows you how polluted our little world is.
i remember tha park like it was my first love. it is my first love, i used to go there everyday. play with some old neighbours at the wooden structures. real fun. catching and competing who can go higher on the swings, refusing to go home, sitting at the beach watching people play volleyball, finding shells, drawing at my favourite spots. ah how i love the place. but what i see now makes me so so sad. tha old park i loved is gone, the wooden structure now replace with a retarded icky plasticky thing that's utterly no fun to play. i was so pissed when thay took it away. i suppose it was for safety reasons though cause it was quite old that thing. but they could have replaced it with another wooden structure instead and still preserve the funness of the place. rahrahrah. al least the round bball court's still there, and the spiderweb. haha love that so. manymany memories of playing spiderweb catching, racing up and down [its great exercise btw], or just sitting there talking and wasting time. i tell you, if they dare take the spiderweb away i will tie myself to the web and refuse to let them demolish it. hmmph. the garden maze's now quite rundown. it used to be all nice and flowery and all. now its just overgrown with weeds.

these mwke me sad. im in no mood to study. thats bad.

ohwell. maybe i'll take pictures of my dear pasir ris park. so next time at least i'll still have something to hold on to if they decide to turn the whole darn thing into some commercial ecp like thingy. grr.


'you dont know me, you dont even care. you dont know me, you dont wear my chains.