Midway Atoll
all we hear
are cries of sea birds
in dire fear
the Albatross
they pass away
filled with jetsum
from the bay
vomit of human unkind
deaf and dumb and clearly blind
reality had passed him by
the birds now kick and slowly die
their guts filled up with this and that
bits of plastic where we are at
is somewhere close to
god knows where
the land where our plastic shit we share
its evil washes far and wide
it rolls in on every tide
as seabirds take a shine to it
thats right they die eating our shit
are we ashamed
blamed are we
for what is there catastrophe
skeletons litter the drying sand
we look down and can’t understand
how death and pain and terror came
and we just wouldnt take the blame
*Written for Elena *