Pull The Plastic From The Sea
Un-political, no single placard,
Expressing view through rhyme and meter,
This appeal in un-bombastic, modest ways,
It says:
We have to save the planet.
All and you have heard this
Twenty thousand – at the very least –
Repeated so that
You’ve put cotton in your ears,
Forgotten all those many years
Cliché-d, near inappropriate.
And here I sit,
The shit increasing day by day –
This final phase,
Little me in what feels pointless.
Trifling, trivial, inconsequent small
Plastic forks and plastic bags –
They can’t mean much compared to wars.
Why get excited over bags, while cars
Of aging metal fill the holes,
Oils and chemicals kill corals;
Toxins all the rest.
Barring fishing fish for shekels,
Killing off the planet’s whales,
Slaughtering live things with scales,
Things with tails and entrails
I implore you not to put
more plastic
In the growing, unavailable and sickly sea.
Pull The Plastic From The Sea 9.22.2017
Our Times, Our Culture II; Nature Of & In Reality; A Sense Of The Ridiculous II; Circling Round Nature II;
Arlene Corwin
