We live in an industrial jungle
with manufacturing animals
We started this society with no end
We are in a program with no goal
water died and dissolved into dead presidents
plaster replaced tree barks,
wire condemned branches
basement slaughtered the tree roots
as long as the sunset resembles dawn,
the ocean reflects the sky,
the night insults the day,
we live in a cycle with no end
Problem of present era development on the lap of destruction lovely
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good poem revealing the truth