Neela Nath - Aftermath....

One-eyed,
featherless,
scarred
and with deformed beak
it comes down my
kitchen window.
As the sparrows
got vanished,
someday,
I won't see
that single bird.
It's the
Tower bird,
aftermath
of the Towers
of Cell phone!

Neela Nath

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