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.
M. ARUN KUMAR
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