Once
it was
A
place for the bird lovers
They
came in cars and motorbikes
They
created a compound of their own
These
bird lovers would congregate
In
the morning and evening of the day
Sitting
for hours listening to the birds chirping
In
a place of trees and less traffic noise
Time
changed
The
housing project came
A
new bus station being built
It
took away the bird lovers congregation
The
trees were gone
The
haven for the birds too
What
is left the open shade
Now
the Indians youth took stage
It
is now a temporary road
For
the residents to drive through
The
bridge road is temporary close
The
shoplots currently in construction
Once
it was
The
trees for birds to hide
Now
it is the noise of vehicles
A
development came
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