There was an ancient mariner,
Columbus was his name,
sailed west to get to India
backed by the king of Spain.
Most people thought he was deranged.
Because the earth was flat,
they knew that he'd fall off the edge
and land somewhere - KER-SPLATT! !
But the doomsters were deluded,
the Earth's a sort of sphere,
so, if you travel far enough
you'll get from here to here.
Three little ships went sailing
until they found some land.
They thought that it was India
cos that is what they'd planned.
In ignorance, misnamed the folk
they found upon the shore,
but natives of America
had worse than that in store.
The measles took a lot of them,
and lust for gold took more,
then greed for land and racist hate
and colonists at war.
Then immigrants from ev'rywhere,
escaping want and fear,
all headed for the last resort
along the new frontier.
And they built a mighty nation
they called Land-of-the-free.
It did some good, it did some bad -
like all Humanity.
Through scientific brilliance
it came to rule the world.
Its flag was planted on the moon -
triumphantly unfurled.
It's the land of Jeffrey Bezos,
of Zuckerberg and Musk.
It's the land with most the money
though many there are bust.
There was an ancient mariner -
Columbus was the chump
who went and found America,
which gave us Donald Trump.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem