The Unfairness Of Angels
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The Sea of Evian:

Once there were oceans, as clear as day

Now there are oceans that mirror decay

Once there were oceans, with multitudes of blue

Now there are oceans with synthetic glue

Once we had islands, with golden sands

Now we have mountains of pots and pans

Once we had islands where turtles once lay

Now only we have landfills covered with clay

Once we had fish and giant swimming whales

Now we have nothing but fisherman's tales

Once we had mammals and reptiles that swam

But not in this sea, The sea of Evian

The plastic came fast and quickly it spread

Until nothing remained but the bones of the dead

The sea became a junkyard for mans waste

Swimming with bottles, bags, even toothpaste

Years went by, and I tell my child

About a time when the Earth was ragged and wild

About. Forests that grew and mountains that rose

About strange animals, like lions and hippos

The Rivers are now dry and the seas full of plastic

With boundaries of grassland separated by elastic

One day, maybe? When there is no man?

Life might appear? In the sea of Evianů

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