As published in Healing ad Conflict
(c) Ray Zimmerman, 2018
Full Speed Ahead
I wonder how there came to be
a plastic island in the sea.
No challenge to avoid a crash.
Cleave right through, our course is brash.
Beware if barnacles adorn your boat.
They’ll snag each plastic piece afloat.
Cigarette lighters float in the wrack
thick as lice on a heron’s back.
Old bleach bottle and plastic bag;
sent to landfills by both dame and hag.
The plastics escape with torrential rain;
Go down the river like soap down the drain.
Birds and turtles feed on this mess.
Dead in a week would be my guess.
So, keep your plastic safe at home.
Don’t send it out to sea to roam.