Color me the shade of a newborn child, patches of mauve, tan, and little red feet. Color me born, Color me red, the color my ancestors bled, when wombs were ripped, and backs were torn, and maggots fed.. color me red color me blue.. not for the U.. S- of A, but for the mothers that lost children to the man! Lost in slavery, the streets, from desease, the hunger, Bush's War on terrosim, that took them under, Stressed, depressed Yes! Color me blue! Color me white.. Ha!.. nah sike.... smh I dont want to be white, Id rather be dead.. cause my momma would knock me upside my head. Color me colored, cause you can break me down, but never apart, Black to say the least, cause Im all mixed up, the best of all worlds, the only way to be me, is go throught history, and face, torture, shame, rape discrace, segration, the emancipation proclimation, then know that your people built the great nation, and that you have the best of it all between the cells that make ur d.n.a walls, You can call me black, white red.. purple n blue, with the nose of your g'g'g grandma, and the smile of her best slave, the eyes of my great aunts daughter, blu as the sea and a body like the asian woman from the market, with the hips of the spanish women, all of you put in me.. Color, me colored, cause thats what I be, thats the way history, time, and culture made me!