Rainy Shibooya Sunday
Marching protesters I banged into yesterday
‘Love Black people like you love Hip Hop!’
One black woman’s white placard reminded me of King of Pop
But the people here can’t read English.
‘No justice, No peace’ – the ramblers sang
But the people here understands only Nihongo slang
Rainy Shibooya Sunday
Racism is a virus, as noxious as Bat virus
But in the land of irrefutable homogeneity, nobody’s really conscious
The majority are Hachico the dog
Nonchalant observers, unmoving like a log
So the majority of the marchers were foreigners, or Gaijin
Ironically, here the word diversity means nothin’
Rainy Shibooya Sunday
– by Samurai Yujiro
