Migratory Birds Poem by P K Joy

Hi, winged missionaries of peace and brotherhood
You’re making us men feel small and ashamed.
Peaceful co-existence we preach, don’t practice,
While you with ease live in oneness and peace.
The whole world is your home, a single undivided home
And everywhere you’re welcome, peaceful and at home.
From one continent to another you’re moving at your will.
You carry no visa, nor permits, only goodwill.
Clime and harvest are determining your residence
And at once fly in flock to the country of your choice.
No line of control, no boundaries, no check posts,
No baggage, no cash, everywhere you have hosts,
To welcome you with esteem, for meeting all your needs,
And give you care and comfort. Brotherhood it’s indeed.
Your language, culture and life style are the same everywhere
Everything you refer to as “our”, nothing for you is “their”.
You don’t have any race, no religion, and no caste.
Treating all alike, for none you harbor hate.
You don’t need any fire arms, no skills in warfare
Nor do stealthily foster terrorists of your neighbour.
As you over-fly countries, you send down greetings of peace
And brotherhood to fellow-beings living at every place.

Noble birds, dear angels, I bow in reverence to you
And sing aloud your praises. A favour could you do?
I beseech you to carry this tag around your neck
Dangling beneath the neck so that men can take a look.
Carry many pieces to all countries of the world
And ensure that men everywhere get a chance to read.
“Men! Dismantle barriers and erase classes, ” it reads,
“And build an undivided world to achieve lasting peace”.
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Siberian Cranes migrating to other parts of the world at the onset of winter and flying back to their homeland towards the end of winter have inspired this poem