Skyscrapers and mindlessness

A poem from the wild birds

In fact its their appeal

Nocturnal migrations

are very very real

when the air is calmer

less strength needed for flight

less predators to complicate

and we then use the light

the moon in all its splendour

the stars that polarise

the Earth’s magnetic field

and of course pure sight

as to your well lit buildings

and skyscrapers you see

although we are  attentive

They really shine brightly

and it is so confusing

and tragically you see

we fly towards the illuminations

and die  crushed terribly.

it truly is  frustrating

and makes us wonder why

your architects and engineers

don’t consider us

the sky

is where we are

we share the sky

the mortal dangers  are

out there, we are suffering

the LIGHT pollution scar

we are painstaking about our routes

as careful as can be

watchfulness and vigilance

and our memory

its generally the unconcern

your laxness everywhere

despite our concentration

high buildings really scare

the living daylights out of us

and thousands of us die

every night it isn’t right

You should  try and fly

it feels like discrimination

with misjudgement everywhere

tactless and insensitive

and to top it  all bad air.

high structures in our flyways

disorientate,  they do

its maddening to fly for miles

so many miles

its true

we are dying in our thousands

and its, all down to you.

life is packed with meaning

the halcyon days we spent
enjoying, the summery winds

in the main we are content

so help us think about the birds

Each one of us a  feathered friend

use the brains you were born with

And please  please comprehend.