You cannot hope to bribe or twist
(thank God!) the British journalist.
But, seeing what the man will do
unbribed, there's no occasion to.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I particularly enjoyed his verse " in the city they sell and buy and no one cares to ask them why, but since they're content to buy and sell, god forgive them, they might as well." Can't find the whole poem.