when first you heard
those endless cries
you could not see
the restless hordes
but now you sense
how lost you are
amidst a sea
of swooping forms
and huddled there
how could you know
that sheet of blue
your future home
but first survive
the frigid gales
and then endure
the rain and sun
your parents strive
to keep you well
as scavengers
await your death
should you survive
it's off to sea
until your time
to parent comes
