THE BEAUTIFUL POLLUTED SEA
I must go down to the sea again,
And once more plead our case,
But what more can I say
To defend the human race?
The greenhouse effect
Nature will correct
But will the ocean always survive?
I must go down to the sea again
To stare into the sea’s angry eyes,
The gulls no longer scream at me
Or turn cartwheels in the sky.
There’s not much good left on earth,
The spaceships are full of trash
I can’t get away and there’s no place I can fly.
I must go down to the sea again,
To count the fish that have died,
I’ll run in the morning mist,
And pretend I was kissed
By a nymph who still has a smile.
I’ve been told the ocean is cleaner
Than when Columbus sailed the ocean blue,
But I’m not convinced; what about you?
I want to go down to the seas again
While the sea still has a chance at life,
It won’t be long before life’s all gone
And heroes will sail no more,
One more trip aboard a ship
Before we cast Satan overboard,
Quoth the angel to Satan,”Nevermore.!
I must go to the seas again,
But I know it’s already too late.
The sea is rising along the shore
And the world will fight its fate
Like a fish it will go belly up
And sing the warrior song
Beautiful world! We who are about to die,
Salute you.
Stack our bodies and start the flames,
The ones who fought , remember their names
Honor them forevermore.
We fought with vigor, and we fought with pride.
The ocean covers all our friends who lived and died.
The ocean is overflowing with God’s own tears
Because of man and his foolish pride.
I must go down to the sea again,
But I’ve long forgotten why.
No one wants to try.
June 9, 2017
