I turned pale
When found whale
In big ocean
To find many more again
How many creatures?
Known and unknown to assure
The peaceful existence
With full accommodation
Many are on fast tract to become extinct
Many countries have give hint
Take precaution or face their disappearance
This is only chance
The sea route is our life line
Its importance can not be defined
It had been close link for survival
Many ships find berth on arrival
We have rich treasure
Not only of sea creatures
But hidden oil and valuable pearls
It can certainly find new turn
Let us not pollute sea waters
We have no business to alter
The ecological balance in disfavor
And then cry for future disaster
Scott Ransopher Another good poem Hasmukh! 23 secs · Unlike · 1
a poem of need Alan Green 'Guppyman'7 minutes ago the poet ask for us all to care Comment +1
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I turned pale When found whale