Dear White Fella When I am born I’m black When I grow up I’m black When I am sick I’m black When I go out Ina sun I’m black When I get cold I’m black When I get scared I’m black And when I die I’m still black. But you white fella When you’re born you’re pink When you grow up you’re white When you get sick you’re green When you go out Ina sun you go red When you get cold you go blue When you get scared you’re yellow And when you die you’re gray And you got the cheek to call me colored?

The Stuff of Thought: Language as a Window Into Human Nature