'What have we done?'

Beautiful ocean

Crystal clear water

Dazzling white sand,

I might get a good tan

Peaceful, graceful

Waves roll and play 

Aroma of seaweed

I might catch a wave

Today a hard metal can,  

Shiny and out of place

How did it get here?

I might pick it up

This time a white kitchen rubbish bag

Split open like a gutted fish

Its insides everywhere

I might ignore it

Now no dazzling sand

Water littered with debris

The waves no longer play

I might have made a mistake