A dead life for all

With the crashing of waves along the sand, there is too much waste in our hands.

Sea birds slowly disappearing, choked turtles quickly reappearing.

With the stars twinkling in the light, those may just be the last seen tonight.

We need to stop this now.

It's like nobody cares, come on, there's too much pollution in the air.

Soon there will be gas when we step on the ground, oil leaking will be the only sound.

We need someone to make this known or our planet as we know it will be overthrown.