TOWN TIED

She has survived another day
Though the sky is bleak and grey.
Plaintive gulls cry in vain;
They will not catch fish again.

London’s rooftops solid rise.
Oblong houses fill her eyes.
And a fox driven to town
Sorts through rubbish, crouching down.

She feels a pity deep inside
For wild creatures city tied,
Who want freedom of field and sea.
Yet for them and her this will not be.

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