Dying Ocean

DYING  OCEAN        BUVVY        9-2-09

SOFTLY  ROLLING
SOFTLY  CRYING
THE  WORLDS’  OCEANS
ARE  SLOWLY  DYING
PITCHING  AND  ROLLING
HEAVING  AND  TRYING
LETS’  ALL  STOP
THE  OCEANS’  CRYING
PLASTIC  AND  LITTER
THERE  IS  NO  GOLD
THERE  IS  NO  GLITTER
FOR  THE  OCEAN  WANTS  US
TO  CLEAR  ALL  THE  LITTER
FOR  FUTURE  GENERATIONS
TO  KEEP  HER  FITTER
CHOKING  SEALS
SLICED  OFF  FIN
SOME  OF  THE  POLLUTION
STARTS  FROM  WITHIN
LETS’  SPEAK  TO  THE  EAST
LETS’ SPEAK  TO  THE  WEST
NORTH  AND  SOUTH
THINK  THEY  KNOW  BEST
FREEING  THE  SEAS
CLEANING  HER  SOUL
EVEN  THE  OZONE
HAS  A  GREAT  HOLE
THE  OCEANS’  SWELLS
KEEP  ROLLING  ALONG
LETS  ALL  START  TRYING
TO  KEEP  OUR  SEAS
FROM  WITHERING  AND  DYING
NO  FISH  LEFT  IN  THE SEA
NO  WHALES  TO  BE  SEEN
THE  MIGHTY  OCEAN
WANTS  TO  BE  KEPT  CLEAN
This poem was written in the great hope that more people will start to care for the environment. People power equals Change