Art Forms in Nature 95 - Karl Blossfeldt (1928)
Ocean fresh clear and blue
Crystal sand so pure.
Dolphins play here and there
Jumping round through the air.
Turtles swim day and night
Get stuck in bottle rings, what a fright.
There is really no way to describe this place
Hidden beneath its one big garbage waste.
Toxic waste oil spills
Fishing line and plastic bags kill.
We can change what lies beneath
No more whaling.
No more sleep
Until we do something to change the big deep.
Once again the oceans so pure
Leave it clean for people to endure.