Plastic Bag

Where does plastic go? 

Never do I know. 

It's  always here and there 

Always in a pair 

When it’s thrown away 

Sometimes it blows astray 

It hovers over land and sea 

Seeing things differently

It slowly sinks to the depths of the deep

Going down, down, down on a steep 

Lost and stranded at sea

Suddenly swoosh in the sky

The plastic bag goes jet-high

Swishing, flowing in the air 

Without ever a care

Till it lands amongst the rock

Seagulls begin to flock

Fight over the plastic as if it were food

…its journey, now over.