RoseSwan

Sometimes it seems I have no face I'm not judged for who I am But what I am The big yellow star Plastered on my coat Unable to be removed That is my face now. They see the star Gossip and whisper amongst themselves I hear names So many names So derogatory It hurts I have no name I have no face The star is who I am now Because of that man That evil, evil man With the odd mustache and comb-over Screaming hateful names Inserting them into others minds But why, why? What have I done? I am an innocent person Wrongly abused What am I? What have I done? I know exactly: I am a Jew.