Heed To My Plight
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Bird I am
I fly
My flight
Gets tougher
Day after
Day.
Forest it was
In earlier days
City now
Poles and structures
Hanging wires many
Hurdles to cross.
Unbearable noise
Glare of windows
Vehicles and drones
Add more confusion
Hard to find a place
For a nest to live.
Many of our kind
Move toward extinction
We always lived
To make people happy
Hope we can live
Friendly together.
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