Plastic Oceans

Used to be waves now it’s waves of waste

Beauty replaced by what we erase

Bottle by bottle we built this grave

Now the tide won’t wash it away

We drowned the blue in what we threw

Now the ocean’s choking on me and you

What we ignore comes back in waves

We built a problem we can’t outswim

Fish in the water with plastic lungs

Silent damage already done

We close our eyes, call it “out of sight”

But the shoreline’s screaming every night

Can we clean what we’ve undone?

Or are we too far gone?