The Compromised Whale Sharks

Whale sharks are bright as I see the dim light. Fish tickling its mouth like it is a toy, the coral swaying as the shark passes by. The living vacuum of the ocean as it craves for a request. The charming lights of the sea dog are stars in the night sky. These stars glistening through the indistinct sea. Its heart is sinking as it is wailing for help. But is this pittance amount of these animals enough for ocean?     

This beauty must continue as we speak. We may see the coral landscape but not the beauty of this animal. We must fight and cannot lose them in sight. I hope they won't perish and let their craving wish be cherished. This oil should not follow to the ocean as it brunches on this sea beast. Will this be the last glimpse of the whale sharks?