(U)Natural Enemies

Pollution is killing our mother,

It makes me what to shutter,

 It makes me want to cringe,

When I go to Bradford Beach and I spot a syringe,

It makes me so pissed when I see plastic within,

The lake I wish their was a magic potion to change fate but,

I feel like the only solutions to this plastic pollution,

Maybe the ones that I make, The neccessity for change in our uses with plastic is great,

I hate knowing turtles our strangled by soda rings and that people create these things but,

Don't help keep them in the cycle,

Practice your three R's: reduce, reuse and recycle,

Please don't just riflle, or throw your plastics into our water or onto our soil,

Stop fossil fuel use before our Earth begins to boil,

Treasure it,

Treat it like a royal,

Im ready like a snake that is coiled,

To drop eco friendly ideas that can spoil the plastic plague,

I beg that we have urgency in this Earth rejuven-a-t-ion,

Give demonstrations of love for your home,

This is from the dome,

And the heart,

I can't wait to see a scholarship at semesters start.

#SLAM

This poem is about: 
Our world

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