SeaShore Poem
Nurnadia Azhari
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Seashore Poem
The blue sea is just a memory
Now it turns black as far as the eyes can see
The waste has swept it's beauty
All for the sake of a developed town
Fishes were pinned, can't swim to stream
They went away or dissappear
Their playful environment has gone
Beinh mutated or migrated
We were the one who force them
To be apart
We were the one who cast them
For the sake of interest
The sea has become a place
For all used tires to dance
Plastics swims delightedly
Industrial waste sings exitedly
Leaves and trees dies
And our hearts don't even cries
