Changing a community means changing the humans living in it. Ask me about it, there’s nothing more difficult (seemingly impossible) than this. But hypothetically, if it was in my power, I’d tell people living around me to be kind to birds and animals.
And to start with, understand their life, their plight, and how difficult it is to not be able to speak and express in a world wherein us humans are always too loud. Loud about our convenience, our needs, our luxuries, our desires, our likes and dislikes, and whatnot. Whereas if they, the animals, even make a tiny little hoot or a bark or a cry for help, we are annoyed by it.
Understand animals. Ah, but if you can’t, let them be. Let them exist and survive. Your convenience doesn’t have to mean that their homes are cut down, their corner of the road is snatched away, they are shooed from under the shades where they rest, they aren’t fed by those who care, they suffer and die.
Understand. That is enough. That is how kindness is born.

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