I sit and look and watch the sky,
A Red Kite glides in search of prey,
I ask the question, how and why,

Do you hunt and poach in town? You do not fly
Or hunt your prey, where once you may:
I sit and look and watch the sky.

Be gone to rural hunts and say goodbye,
Go hunt your **** not here, but far away.
I ask the question, how and why,

Do you glide with so much ease? Now high
Above the rooftops searching: awaiting melee,
I sit and look and watch the sky:

A single beat you use to amplify
Your height in search of prey.
I ask the question, how and why,

How long before you see, you spy
your ****, then swoop and eat your prey?
I sit and look and watch the sky,
I ask the question, how and why?