Poetry

Perhaps,
then,
Birds were
used to fly over the sky
And animals
were wild
Everything
might be self way of living
Humans were
the child of earth
And creatures
were being freed
And the earth
had had a supper beauty.
 
But today,
Humans are
totally grown up into artifice.
And we forgot
the earth
We forgot the
beauty of nature
We are
sluggish
We are
selfish
And we feel
pleasure in Zoo;
The jail,
where animals are kept
In order to
preserve.
 
I, too, was
there
The colorful
birds are flattering their wings;
To go high up
to the roof that made of net
They flew
down to earth but around the cage,
And animals
are compelled to survive wasted life
Neither bliss,
nor free.
But we speak
the animal right 
The zoo; the
jail of birds and animals,
Where their
freedom and right is raped in order to preserve.
 
And the earth
is mobilizing
As the human
desire
And natural
beauties are lost in
And the earth
is becoming the zoo
Where every
creature is keeping in cage;
That made of
human pleasure.
And we human
are ruining the earth.
 
But,
Who knows?
Everything we
do is futile
At last
everyone will defeat with death
And nature
will win
So that, do
not try to fasten the natural beauty in cage
And avoid the
zoo.