It was a hot Sunday afternoon and this flock of small birds drew my attention as they sharing the leftover water from a spill. The birds took turns to splash themselves. When one was wet, it let the next. Thus no bird was left behind.
There was no jostling or scampering. A bird’s flight in and another’s flight out seemed to have been coordinated by an invisible hand.The communication among them was perfect though I didn’t get a bit.
The birds seemed to tell me something.
‘You stupid humans, stop fighting for resources.
Learn to share and be happy.
O, America don’t invade for oil and keep the spoil.
O Muslim States, don’t kill and impose your will.
The Sea of China is for all; so don’t create a free for all.
O Humans,
You claim sixth sense
yet behave with no sense
You want the world as your treasure
Yet never do you come up the measure
For the world is for all for sure
And you don’t understand for sure
O humans, learn from us’
The birds have learnt. Will we, ever ?
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