Dear Humans,
You clog my lakes and my seas
Plastic bags hang in my trees
Tons of bottles wash ashore
My oceans cannot take much more
Pacific salmon, chinook and chum
Are disappearing one by one
If fish keep dying from the heat
There won’t be enough to eat
If you treat my rivers like your toilet
To drink the water, you’ll have to boil it
Ride the waves where they are found
But they are not a dumping ground
Always remember, Mama know best,
Mother Nature
Ghostwritten for Mother Nature by Barry Silverman