Poetry: Plastic
This is a poem I've been working on from a lot of days, (with some ideas from other poems) I got up with this poem, and I hope you like it.
So this is it...
Plastic bags, oh plastic bags, they are everywhere.
We throw them, we burn them and they pollute the air.
From rivers and oceans, they come ashore.
They kill living things yet we ask for more.
Plastic bags oh plastic bags, they have become disaster.
Using them is destroying our surroundings a lot faster.
They clog the pipes and choke the drains.
They contain things which damage our brains.
Plastic bags, oh plastic bags, oh what a mess have been made.
Getting rid of them is impossible, they neither rot nor biodegrade.
Jamming our earth and they have become a disaster.
Plastic bags! Oh plastic bags! Oh! What a source of pollution.
Let us stop for a moment and think for a solution.
We have to stop ruining nature's beauty.
Because saving the earth is evryone's duty.
Well this poem is about plastic bags, because they are the biggest disaster in the universe.
Well bye until next time its me.
Your loving explorer,
Sidra khan
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