Seabirds don’t dream, at least it’s assumed

Imagination nor humility have a relevance

But instinct has to marry with environment

Whether fish in a shoal, good eyesight sees

Or other signs and hints, lodged in a brain

Just those same clues, over and over again

As survival doesn’t need academic degrees

Between predator and prey, no sentiment

And yet, there is clearly interdependence

Without fine tuned senses, all are doomed

Howard Osborne is a UK citizen, retired. Published author of non-fiction reference book, scientific papers and poetry. Interests mainly creative writing (poetry, novel, short stories, songs and scripts), music and travel.