Yellow
In Turkey, an earthquake
Killed thousands of people,
And those of Damascus
Felt almost the same pain…
But blind was papers,
And those of newscast.
Ignored poor, the News,
But next door, Israel,
Sent a bomb to kill more.
Oh, yellow journalists! ?
Study Cuba, Manila,
Also, Maine and Spain,
They show and explain,
The games of journalists!
Oh, yellow journalists! ?
Newborn, a baby USA,
Was against big Spain,
As the killer dictators.
Had opposed Britain,
Now, stood to Spain.
And yellow journalists?
Dreamland was just born,
People had consciousness,
Many were hard workers.
With news, politicians,
Ideas were not the same!
Study Cuba, Manila,
Also, Maine and Spain,
They show and explain,
The games of journalists!
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I would like to translate this poem
An excellent expose of cowardly journalists. And the brave ones end up suffering the most!