The natural way
Just walk along a sandy breach,
Any sandy beach.
Watch the gulls and hear beseech,
Listen to their screech.
See their hungry bully way,
Swoop upon their prey.
Watch these insensitive deeds,
Their avarice and greed.
They turn and wheel on every meal,
They attack and steal.
Swoop upon all things undone,
Rotting in the sun.
They live their life of hunt and raid
And seek no other aid.
Ply the wind from dawn till dusk,
Actions fast and brusque.
It speaks to me and seems to say
This looks to be the natural way.