Sonnet 54: The Seas - Poem by David Wood
From Artic oceans to tropical seas
The oceans are full teeming with all life
With disregard man will do as he please
Polluting and causing all of manner of strife.
We cannot go on polluting the sea
And plundering the oceans fish stocks at will,
Oh, why is it that mankind cannot see
Damaging the sea makes the whole world ill.
But we still continue to over fish;
And heavy shipping disrupts the whale song,
We can all try and eat a different dish
Or the fish stocks will not last very long.
We cannot continue to trash the seas
When will we learn we can’t do as we please.
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