without oxygen
our oceans remain full
chemicals,oils, and trash fill their tops
lacking marine life, making them dull
global warming ablaze; ecosystems drop
in such a devastating way
that children playing in the beaches
can no longer be filled with sweet memories, so to say
due to the screeches
of the sea, singing help me
the damage caused by us that remain free
if only we would listen to mother nature's cries
instead of questoning why?
the power to compel a solution
remain in our hands, creators of the pollution
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