Sea Gull

Viewed through my lens your cold eye Sees only opportunity, chances for greed, Unfair and brutal scoring at no cost To yourself. Instinct polarised to bad, Answering circumstance with cruelty, Exploiting misfortune, weaknesses, screaming, Looking and pressing always for more As you squabble and spear an unfair share. But now distant against a bruised cloud I see you above, glowing, new and lost In soaring solitude and then always above You join with other wings, careening, returning High and silhouetted in the light and round In turning motions mirroring foam on wave, Spray on shore, clean, dreaming ambition With wing and wing, now cheating air.