Clarity

The sky shines bright,

Filled with birds and wildlife.

Making noise until the dead of night.

Where the ocean springs to life

Fish feed on small crustaceans

All across the whole world's nations.

Nocturnal creatures begin feasting

While most creatures lay sleeping

Such as the owl hunting for a small worm

The letter winged hawk is taking its turn

Its plan, a meal on an unassuming owl

But the fight with its prey may end foul

It spots the meal

Eyes up the prey

But tonight it may feel remorse

For the owl was feeding its young a succulent meal

That it had caught in the early moments of that day

Unlike a fish or a horse 

The owl could see it homing in

About to strike and kill its kin.