A Fish Story

Don't ask me my name,
I can be any fish, small and big.
The point is the fact I am dying
with unknown cause; unknown 
to me and others.

A human examines me and others and 
finds plastic particles in our cell. But 
he's not sure if that is what killed us. 
There are more things, toxic chemicals
poured into the ocean can be also the reason.

humans who consume us worry; what if 
they too eventually end up being like us. 

But why worry? Change your wrong habits, 
and we all be safe. Or won't we?  

©Byung A Fallgren


  

8 thoughts on “A Fish Story”

1. Many humans treat the land and oceans like a vast trash receptacle.

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2. Well said

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3. Beautifully written ! As a fish! Really they are in problem and absolutely we have to think about it 🙂🙂 well shared thanks 😊👍

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4. My pleasure. Thanks so much.

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5. Thanks so much, Derrick.

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6. Unfortunately, that’s true.

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7. I can’t stand any of it. Really. I just can’t stand it.

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8. You mean it is too frustrating to even mention it? Yes. But what if we all keep our mouth shut and be silent? That doesn’t help, either, right?

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