Come Back, Bird! Mh 370 Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Where have you been, Bird?
After deciding not to send the signal,
Up in the sky on the South China Sea,
The deepest part of this 'pot' is scary,

Five kilometers down, not fit for a bird,
To use its wings flipping up and down,
Carrying the symbiotic species,
Where have you been, playing wild truant,

Does anyone keep you in a cage?
Six days gone but none called to prank,
We are on this land clutching our hands,
With the hands of the friends,

Look at the Ministers and the executives,
They are too exhausted to speak,
When the question saucers hit,
Too many experts with too many gossips,

Bird, where have you gone?
Whether your wings are burnt,
To make you’re not flyable,
Did you drop into the water,

To rest on the deepest bed,
The pressure is too high,
Not only when going down,
But here in everyone’s heart,

Who wants to know the truth,
As fast as seeing the sunlight,
It is the vast sea and it is curved,
Show us some sign to locate you,

Sooner, our resources are limited,
Millions of poor die without noticed,
Millions of children have no food,
All around the globe,

Let us close this case,
Not prolonging the false hope,
If you come back intact,
After giving us lots of headache,

We will praise the Lords of Heaven,
Come back, bird
Show us some clue to save,
Our people from the eyes of the masters,

They think that they are the smartest,
With cable and satellite toys,
The use of having telecommunication towers is,
To collect from our smart and simple phones,

Wake up human, we are still primitive,
Never conquered the nature, though we blabber,
Come back and you are welcome in any state.
Come back, bird, alive or dead..