The Idiot Poem by Shahid shafi

I saw a narrow valley, dam beautiful
Where eternal beauty was common vogue
Where people used to live like tranquil bay
Inside the valley, I learn the school of thought
I learn and learn and then earn
Foreigners were trying to turn
The green valley into red
Where the humanity can't bed
I remember where water was clear mirror
Now, turned into red
Road of humanity seems blind
Cats call seems roar of lion
I know you belong to thine!
The wood cutter had picked axe
Chopping the wood without knowing cost of wax
Birds are chirping above the narrow valley we are free
We are free and we are free