if i were child
could i tell you of green
of sickness and worry
of sad mothers�?scenes
could i
if i were child
could i tell you of red
of sunsets near hatred
of how no one is fed
could i
if i were child
could i be blue
and tell you of hurting
and horrors come true
could i
if i were child
could i tell you of pink
the colour of maas’as
make me feel like i stink
could i
if i were child
could i tell you of grey
the colour of nothing
our future each day
could i
if i were child
could i tell you of brown
the colour of sorrow
the colour of my town
could i
if i were child
could i tell you of black
the colour i’m borne with
something Africans can’t take back
could i �?oh �?could i?
if i were child
could i tell you of wish
of sisterhood’s meaning
and brotherhood-ish
if i told you i love you
no matter the hurt
could you lend me your fish-pole
and teach me to fish
could you?
i wish to feed each starving mouth
each need for safe haven
cool north
to hot south
can i,
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