Intellectual Deficiency Syndrome
Keep digging into the anthropological ores of mankind
There is glut of infinite storm of knowledge
From the very first man to this panoramic sci-fi world
Knowledge for sure turned into unbridle horse
If you keep winking it slightly you will hold knowledge
That very knowledge will glisten like rubies
The best of which is via you get eternal charm
Cause of changeling of its inclination in seeking
The knowledge has died its own death
Here is knowledge of today lacking practical wisdom
It is no way a way to attain knowledge
Whose consequence lies in the debris of anonymity?
The work of legends has been turned to ashes
Via swift communication and naming name policy
The knowledge of today seemed to be a handful of dust
Having no beginning middle or end
Dyed in the wool criticism but not to rectify
There is no way to go as they are equally becoming unbecoming
There is mass production of illogical follies
That's we should call intellectual deficiency syndrome
poem by Hafiz Qasim
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