Sea Pollution
T Tom Billsborough
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Our bloodstream is the Ocean
Pulsating pole to pole,
From east to west it rises
And it falls
At the Moon's bequest,
It's living soul.
From rain to stream to Ocean
Continuously in motion
The very essence
Of our planet's health.
So why condemn it
To a micro-plastic death?
Furring its arteries
With used cosmetics,
And other non-essential products,
Poisoning the bloodstream
And potentially our brains?
We must regain our sanity
Before it is too late
And stop all these pollutants
Which vandalise our Fate.
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