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i am trapped



looking out the window

i see cement



where is the sky?



a victim of civilization

i can only dream

of how it was



the sun turns the sea

into a dazzling shower

of sparks

dolphins splinter the light

with a splash



when they resurface

the sea is gray

coated with oil and

filled with sludge

they share their home with beer cans

and invisible tuna nets

that hungrily claim their victims



dolphins breathe the air

our air



but do we really breathe?

or just close our eyes


turn away

and inhale thick


black





smoke

from Brazil



where is the sky?