The Ocean That I see

The ocean was a place with many wonders to be explored 

With many gifts from god which washed onto the ocean shore

Turtles with gliding movements roamed free

Within the beautiful, majestic, deep sea

Over long periods of time 

The ocean soon became a crime

With its dying colours

Like broken, cracked sculptures

Crumbling to the ground

As plastics surround

The innocent, wonderful nature

As extinctions became major

Trapped in unbreakable bags

With their water in our taps

The hard, pretty shells that were once home

Was now just as soft as foam

Their life was bound to end

Before they got to send

Their wonderful memories of the ocean long ago

Because in the future the ocean and turtles will go