Tar Balls, Tar Balls
That's all we hear these days
Oil spewing from beneath
How can we think its safe?
Our Oceans are poisoned by
Big Business Oil
Our Beaches are saturated by
The ones who made it spoil
How can we continue to let these people drill
Off shore is full of unknowns
Will we learn from this spill?
If the powers that be have any say
Our Earth won't stand to stay this way
She will rise up in anger, and strike with a mighty hand
To all that continue to abuse her land
Open your eyes Oh mighty Ones
You must see the death toll coming our way
You must see the horrible pain in our wake
The sadness that looms very close to our heads
Keeps all the little ones up in their beds
Will tomorrow come for these tiny ones
Or will the Mighty Powers close their eyes
And only See Money, the dollar signs that rise
Will they say "oh well, it's not I who will fix this mess"
Then we wait and wonder what comes next!
Earth is telling us! Someone needs to listen!
Copyright Cheryl Edwards 2010
Please Read -Disclaimer I am not a professional poet. I can only offer advice and my personal knowledge on the subject.
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