Note: this poem is dedicated to the teams working to reduce plastic and the people working on ways to reuse plastic without further damaging the environment. Great work to you all!
I wrote this to raise awareness for how much plastic we use and the damage it does.
Our ocean is a place which we
All go to have fun and make memories,
We laugh and swim, we dance and play,
But life is a more sinister game,
We're ignorant to the world around us,
Which we take for granted,
The sea is a beauty no jewel can surpass,
But from which life is fading fast,
Swirling currents of plastic tides,
Where dolphins and whales soon will no longer rise,
Seals and penguins will no longer frolic,
For they have no energy and they lay
At their final destination, from the diabolic
Mess of our innovations,
These plastic sensations,
The turtles can't discern the jellyfish replicas
From their true counterparts,
The dead seabirds can't tell their friends,
What plastic is and how they met their ends,
The whales can't tell one other how to evade,
An inanimate danger they can't avoid,
They didn't create this plastic mess,
We did and we must take it back,
When all is dead and gone we'll be next,
The plastic tide will finally cease,
I don't need to be Einstein,
To tell you how these innocent ones die,
From starvation, suffocation and more besides,
We must unite together, fight for a goal,
Let's not pick off these poor animals anymore,
Take control and turn the tide,
Of this deadly plastic wave we rise,
And counteract it, or watch all demise,
The choice is yours, no time to think,
Many more will fade while you blink,
We don't own this planet, we aren't superior
Yet with such a powerful demeanour,
We can change what we have inflicted.
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My Book of Poetry
PoetryWelcome to my collection of poems, these are all my own original poems, some written in five minutes; others were work in progress for months. I hope you enjoy their stories within them unfold: the happy, the sad and all the others in between. Feedb...
