Black in Japan

Being black in Japan

means you have more white spaces

on the day-night trains.

The darkness of U.S.

allows yellow jaundice to

shine its rising sun.

Empty seats allow

black thoughts to make room for small

breezes of knowledge.

That Ainu minstrels

shouldn’t be doing Doo-Wop

on Nippon TV.

That the jet blackness

of Naomi Osaka

not be a shade light.

That the Shogun kept

no black slaves be an excuse

for all other ones.

That racist white face

teaching black black face hatred

is not a shoeshine.

That racism is a

presumption and is not a

a very good gene.