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Pull The Plastic From The Sea Un-political, no single placard, Expressing view through rhyme and meter, This appeal in un-bombastic, modest ways, It says: We have to save the planet. All and you have heard this Twenty thousand – at the very least - Repeated so that You’ve put cotton in your ears, Forgotten all those many years Cliché-d, near inappropriate. And here I sit, The **** increasing day by day – This final phase, Little me in what feels pointless. Trifling, trivial, inconsequent small Plastic forks and plastic bags - They can’t mean much compared to wars. Why get excited over bags, while cars Of aging metal fill the holes, Oils and chemicals **** corals; Toxins all the rest. Barring fishing fish for shekels, Killing off the planet’s whales, Slaughtering live things with scales, Things with tails and entrails I implore you not to put more plastic In the growing, unavailable and sickly sea. Pull The Plastic From The Sea 9.22.2017 Our Times, Our Culture II; Nature Of & In Reality; A Sense Of The Ridiculous II; Circling Round Nature II; Arlene Corwin
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Sep 22, 2017
Sep 22, 2017 at 6:13 PM UTC
Pull The Plastic From The Sea
Pull The Plastic From The Sea Un-political, no single placard, Expressing view through rhyme and meter, This appeal in un-bombastic, modest ways, It says: We have to save the planet. All and you have heard this Twenty thousand – at the very least - Repeated so that You’ve put cotton in your ears, Forgotten all those many years Cliché-d, near inappropriate. And here I sit, The **** increasing day by day – This final phase, Little me in what feels pointless. Trifling, trivial, inconsequent small Plastic forks and plastic bags - They can’t mean much compared to wars. Why get excited over bags, while cars Of aging metal fill the holes, Oils and chemicals **** corals; Toxins all the rest. Barring fishing fish for shekels, Killing off the planet’s whales, Slaughtering live things with scales, Things with tails and entrails I implore you not to put more plastic In the growing, unavailable and sickly sea. Pull The Plastic From The Sea 9.22.2017 Our Times, Our Culture II; Nature Of & In Reality; A Sense Of The Ridiculous II; Circling Round Nature II; Arlene Corwin
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arlene-corwin
Sep 22, 2017
Sep 22, 2017 at 6:13 PM UTC
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