I sort of came to the realisation
That my rants of water pollution
Won't be seen, heard or even felt.
I sort of came to the acknowledgement
That my words won't get a moment
To be seen, heard or felt.
But I . . .
Will keep on going
Will keep on doing.
Until they are seen, heard and felt.
I will keep on talking.
Will keep on ranting.
Preaching.
I'll also the singing.
And in the end,
They will be seen,
heard
And definitely felt.
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PoetryI'm dying of the plastics. The sea is full of obstacles. They put all the litter in my house And now they think I'm as happy as a mouse. **** A collection of poems written by...
