Birds

These birds
How do they find their way
No roads no by ways
No compass , no maps
No guide to keep a check

Geography keeps changing
Trees are cut down
Buildings emerging
How do they find their way
Not going astray

Days are turned into night
By weather changes
Imbalances created by dumb humans
Nights are too lighted
To see the dark
With the bright lights
Loud beat sounds
How does their system
Keep up with things going so insane