SeaShore Poem

SeaShore Poem

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