Eyes wandered here and there
to see something more beautiful.
But I found this world to have
thousands of plastics, plentiful.
Along my way to an unknown place,
I found it lying in different forms —
like bags, toys, cups, and rice,
in spite of the existing norms.
I saw it thrown as large heaps,
in landfills and the ocean deep,
that slowly enter animals, and
lead mankind toward a painful sleep.
Just because of this living dynamite
animal foods have turned drastic.
Jute and rice may rise like the sun,
if the earth gets rid of plastic.
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