Far away in the distance,
A shadow cast upon the sea.
Upon arriving closer,
That shadow bled a travesty.
Hundreds of fish lay still,
a film upon the water.
A sad displeasing sight to view,
sad for me, sad for you.
Toxic waste bares it’s ugly face.
Progress has a dirty hand.
The ecosystem is in danger.
Our sea, Our land.
Date: June 8,2007
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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