If The Beach Could Cry
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Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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Let us run to the beach,
gather seashells and rotten batteries.
Let us wear our sandals,
otherwise we find broken glasses,
rusty cans and metals spread
over the place, inflicting wounds
and tetanus in our feet.
Let us run to the beach
careful to watch those
who dump their garbage
to bury and rot in our seas.
Let us lament with our beach
made as a living grave
of our own great neglect.
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