fauxcroft

The sea speaks to me

And I often hear it weep,

So powerful as it seems

I can feel it’s suffering,

As the polluting keeps on rising

I can hear the oceans crying,

And one day it won’t take any more,

Then the waves will roar

And the oceans will soar,

Over lands as far as the eye can see

And they’ll no longer be you or me,

Left surviving to pollute the seas

And over time it will return to be clean,

Because of the absence of humanity.