Nayana walks along the byway,
Overhearing the chatter of
Impassioned passerines, while highway
Sounds upstage and rudely shove
Entrancing trills aside. Bird-twitter
Pokes and punches through noise-litter
Of rig, shrill siren, motorbike.
Let every sparrow have a mic!
Let every robin sing and chirrup
Unabashedly, each bright   
Timbre be a blade and bite
Into the blare so it will clear up.
Observing the clash of chirp and din,
Nayana hopes the birds will win.