Ruined Ruins Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

A civilization may turn itself Into ruins anytime, anywhere, and everywhere Simply because that's the way with This life in which we live or Which we witness clearly In our current days... Where are we going with all that Is happening now? It seems that any mind's sound is not heard anymore or It seems we lack that of others' pretty wisdom anytime... It crazes me to see very pretty civilizations collapse... We are witnessing our fatal end with sorrows, but We can not do anything... We are totally handcuffed and we are completely jailed In our troubles that we have made for ourselves... We are only falling from our top to our bottom so fast To that extent that surprises all of us... Things have value anymore and We fail to estimate things very well... We have pretty eyes, but We can not see things very well... We only go to our fall regretfully and Without any remorse anytime... Everything have got turned into ruined ruins In our life even our pretty thoughts... ______________________________________________________________________