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