She was born as water,

Snatches of her whispered song caught in seashells,

Neptune’s beautiful daughter,

Untamable, the wildest of rebels,

You can see through her eye, through her heart, right through to her soul,

Full of peace kindness and serenity,

One day they emerged from a black hole,

Her children, as colorful as could be,

They resembled her father, fishtails that swept water from side to side,

She felt love radiate into every corner,

As she looked wide-eyed,

At the life she’d created,

A nurturing mother for all around her,
All too soon it began to dwindle, so she waited,

She let the water glide over her children’s faces,

Like a hand, soothing their pain, an ebbing and flowing tide,

The ones responsible, were beings of many races,

They leaked oil, into the silvery depths of her heart,

Choking her lungs,

It tore the peace of her soul apart,

Frustrated, she heard them speak in different tongues,

 Agitated, she tried to talk, but her cries of help, were drowned out,

By laughter,

They trapped her children in plastic nets, despite her shouts,

She gave up thereafter,

 The sun hugged her around the middle, with golden arms of comfort,

Her sweet waters became salty with tears,

As she watched the men peel back layers and layers of her beauty, life and hurt,

She began to wash away, to disappear with the years,

Like she was never there,

Goodbye ocean, whispered the stars,

Casting a black kind of sorrow into the air,

The ocean’s scars,

Left their mark on mankind,
Haunting them, until the end of time,

When they realized, how unbelievably blind,

They had been, with their only thought, silver coins and dimes,

When children wept and sang,

And brooded over what could have been done,

Their voices rang,

With sorrow at the world they had been left behind, singing over and over: Goodbye ocean.