The Ocean

We overpolluted the ocean-
It is nothing but a graveyard for rubbish. 
When will the ocean flourish,
So that there once again will be, motion in the ocean.

We treat the ocean as if it is nothing,
But some critters call it home,
And that is touching.
It is where hundreds, if not thousands of species roam.

We mustn’t be selfish,
For if we are, there will be nothing but dead fish.
We must make the ocean habitable again,
As there is lots to gain.

All we need is determination,
We have a solution.
There is no room for contemplation
Let’s fix the polluted ocean.