Insaine World Poem by nawal hajjami

Speacking every day but the meaning is gone
Living this cercle so closed smothering the minde
Mental pollution, how we could againe find this peace we lost
Every day for a reason they disctruct, could they rebuild
Analysing, Tryning to figure out every cause consequences
Seam easy to describe
Tack off the shame
Seam clever this world, but insaine distructif aven in his way to progress
Seam clever this world but insaine distructif even in his way to progress