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Once there were birds, There were joyful kites, But now only the flying crows, And black clouds of storm, Very realistic sensibility and plight depicted.......here sure tenner from me

Your poem highlights the destruction of essentials to the aesthetic as well as the physical needs of our living and breathing. We have become too resigned to what is being taken away by so called economic progress in many countries. It's a topical and thought provoking poem.

like a prayer once a beautiful country hopefully will be again