Ankyra Sound bird food

Deep within the cave a child rises,
Wishing to look out upon natures many guises
Seagulls flap above the water, wretch observing when they swoop to catch fish of many sizes
They listen well when the sweet Leonore advises,
"Stay inside or you will be one of their prizes,"
But to be the meal of a bird, this is a theory wretch criticises
They are sure she satirizes

To be a creature with such wings, to fly high above all that chastises,
It is a wish of which the wretches biology compromises
Wings unable to sprout, they can only watch as the birds soar where the sun rises