Don't not look at them in the eye,

To them it is a hostile attempt.

Greet them with a bow,

Heads down, eyes averted.

Then walk away in terrorized silence.

A man in war uniforms shouted,

A blink, and you are surrounded.

The man continued to shout

His language was foregien to you,

As they are foerign to your land.

With rage in his eyes,

A wooden bat in hand,

He beat you till you can't stand.

Lying on the ground lifelessly you look,

At your scarlet hat and the damage it took.

Thinking as you lie,

Did wearing a hat sent me to die?