The whole world is a criminal and they are good,
Righteous and virtuous enough,
The police, pleaders and judges,
The whole world is a criminal
With the rope around the waist
And the escort going
As a prisoner
And they the chaste fellows,
The half-read cane-men
Using the baton
And the litigant fellows
As lawyers pleading for justice
And the showmen delivering
The Undeliverable Divine Justice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem