Thursday, 21 June 2012

Black Inuit & a poem

I grew up on sunshine and laughter and very little money.
I grew up with people and stories and very few worries.
I grew up on beaches, soccer fields and wherever Fun was.
I grew up looking for trouble if it didn’t find me first.

The poem has nothing to do with the photos. Enjoy the beautiful Thia, The Black Eskimo:

How Do You Uproot 500 Years of Racism?