When birds walk
They look so strange
Eyes are accustomed to flight
But not to that stasis
The sudden grounding.
A crowded corridor
Abuzz with excitement
Rarely free of visitors
Now eerily calm
No shouts, no laughter.
Ominous black clouds- - petrify
Command to stay back.
A loner like me watches
Rainwater sliding down a mossy wall
Amazed.
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