One Bit of Plastic

Imagine the whipping waves
See the swaying sea
Seething sun reflects
An emerald carapace
Clanking replaces untroubled whooshing
Plastic corrupts the seas
And pollutes the area
Oceans are covered with cries. It stops.
An eerie silence washes over.
Imagine the feeling of cold plastic
Wrapped around you
Your surroundings morph
From lack of oxygen
As if your head is being held underwater
You can no longer cry for help
Darkness falls over
The sound of whirling waves
Begins to fade
Could you imagine all of this
From one bit of plastic?